Sold as the Alpha King’s Breeder

Chapter 20 : A Bed for Two

*Sasha*

“All day?" I gaped at Lucas. “We have to wait here all day tomorrow before they can send a car for us?"

“Unless you want to walk...." He chuckled over his stew, popping a large bite of beef into his mouth. “I just managed to catch the post before it left. They might not get my message until the morning. Considering that I am giving them little notice, that is no time really. How did you think we were going to get there with the train tracks stopping here in Leviss?"

“Haven't they ever heard of a bus?" I mumbled, stirring my own stew. I frowned as a chicken leg, foot and all, surfaced through the sludge.

“It's supposed to be lucky," Lucas winked at me.

“Waiting all day in the middle of nowhere for a ride?" I asked, poking the chicken foot with my spoon.

“No, getting the chicken leg. Are you going to eat it?" He stopped my spoon poking with his own.

“Umm… I'd rather not. Is it impolite to—"

Lucas scooped my chicken leg free and gnawed the meat off the bone. “Your loss," he grinned.

I got the impression, though, given the frown on the buxom waitress's face, that Lucas had just saved me from a major social faux pas. “Thank you," I mouthed.

Lucas's eyes twinkled and he set the bone aside. “Isn't it exciting, going west?"

“I don't know," I mumbled again. “If it wasn't a trip to stop me from being sucked into the void of time, it might be."

“The further west we get from the capital, the less developed the villages become," Lucas explained. I figured he was doing his best to keep my mind off of the possibility of disappearing again. “It is a bit inconvenient to have to wait on a car. But otherwise, we'd be twiddling our thumbs for who knows how long before Eliza would be free to come to the capital."

I sighed heavily.

“It'll be okay, princess." Lucas smiled at me.

My toes curled, and the warmth that suffused my stomach had nothing to do with stew.

I cleared my throat. “We should probably talk about sleeping arrangements."

“Sleeping arrangements?" Lucas said.

“Yes. Now, I am more than happy to take the floor...." I suggested.

“Sasha. We're both grown adults. I think we can sleep in a bed together without having problems," Lucas replied.

I swallowed. “Depends on your definition of 'problems.'"

Lucas reached across the table and covered my hand with his. “Nothing you don't want to happen will ever happen when you're with me, Sasha. I promise, you have nothing to worry about."

The warmth in my stomach spread to other places, but I managed a nod. It really was silly to think two mature adults couldn't share a bed without… issues. “Okay. We can give it a try."

“Good to hear," Lucas said. He looked at my bowl of stew and raised an eyebrow. “Are you gonna finish that?"

“Help yourself," I said, trading my bowl for his empty one.

“Chicken leg did you in, huh? Don't worry. There shouldn't be any in breakfast," Lucas responded.

the remaining stew and dropped a few coins on the

at me, I decided her problem might have less to do with the stew and more with

arm around me, pulling me tight to his side. “Don't pull away. I'm hoping this little

interested?" I whispered, a little furry jealous beastie poking me in the gut. I was not nearly as well-endowed as she

not in her," Lucas murmured, ushering me towards

only got hotter when

barrier between us were dashed. The bed was small… no, tiny, very tiny. How it was meant to

on the floor," I

firmly. “No… No, no," he said. “We

thinking about. I was having visions of the same. Still, I was just as determined

gave a decisive

been set down next to the bed. I wondered if a T-shirt

I could say anything. “If you don't mind, I'll just wear

I said, my mouth dry.

ties on my bag were different than I had tied

approaching our bags. “I swear to the Moon

doubt it. It still feels very present to

Lucas checked his bag and handed me

when he saw everything

bag, however, I scowled at the rumpled mess my neatly

to feel sick to my stomach, and felt my face turn

“What's wrong?" Lucas growled.

and took…

down to the boxers and shirt I slept in. Of course, a shirt that said,

“Sasha?" Lucas asked.

dropped the bag onto the floor and groaned. “They're all

know where I can find your underwear...." He cracked his knuckles and headed for the

getting kicked out in the rain. Besides, if he's had his hands or… other things

and looked at me

me in a pair of panties and my bra for tonight… um… I really can

have plenty of T-shirts you can borrow." Lucas said and dug one out

and I turned our backs to each other by silent accord to strip down. I was unreasonably glad I'd

comfort of Lucas's

pointedly not looking at each other until we were finished. A slight smile touched his

“What?" I asked.

like my T-shirt on

him over. Sweet mercy

as he watched the changing expression on my

“Nothing," I said breathlessly.

Lucas said, finally deciding the logistics. “You can lay on

Lucas's perfect ass in

settled in and opened his arms, and I walked toward him and

break me, Sasha. Get comfortable,"

“Alright...."

with one hip resting on the mattress