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Chapter 154  And Spanking

**Rosalie‘s POV

I was tired of it all

Tired of him treating me as if I was a child.

Tired of him acting like he could control every aspect of my life.

I was supposed to be the queen of the north, and I demanded respect from everyone–including him. Ethan had been acting crazy since the moment he realized I was his mate, and even before that.

No matter how many times I tried to reason with him, he didn‘t care. Even my son was rarely brought to me unless it was time for him to eat, and Ethan doing that to me made me hate him more.

I was the one to decide how to take care of my son, and I had done it on my own since his birth.

If someone would take those rights away from me, they would pay dearly for their actions, without exception.

So when Ethan came in to check on me, I was ready. I played the poor, pitiful woman he thought I was, and I took advantage of the situation.

His eyes widened as the blade pierced his skin. I took him by surprise. His crimson orbs stared at me in shock. Hopefully, he understood now that I wasn‘t the girl he thought I was.

I was ready for him to see me as an equal, and not someone who had to be told what to do.

“Finish it,” he muttered against my lips as I stared at him. “Go on… do it.”

His words caught me off guard, and regardless of my anger towards him and the situation he put me in, I started to panic

What was he doing? Did he lose his mind?!

As much as I wanted to get away from him, did I ever want to really kill him?

I didn‘t know. There was still love for him in my heart that I hated. A part of me wanted to spend my life with him, but the other part vowed to loathe him for all eternity

He pressed his body against the knife a little more and looked at me with joy and franticness in his eyes. It was as if he‘d be so happy if he was dead in my hands right here.

I wasn‘t so sure what I saw in his crimson orbs.

Pain, desire, desperation and maybe… love? I was confused. Did he really love me? Did he really not care if I killed him? Was I wrong about him?

What on earth did he want from me?!

“Rosalie, take it, take my life,” he whispered again and pushed himself even further.

“S–stop it!”

My hand could no longer hold the knife still before his lips descended on mine.

The blade clattered to the floor.

my head close

and I felt his other hand had pressed my body tightly against his. I

desire against

of rationalization left my mind at that moment as I succumbed to the

at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I wanted

and lust took over, his fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare

further until the only thing left

I whispered, but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire

descended between my thighs causing my head to tilt back in pleasure as he devoured my core. The vibrations of his growls as he swirled his

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

and over, I rocked my hips against his face, wanting more and more of him. The radiating waves of pleasure that rocked my body were explosive.

it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped

his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my head

Rosalie?” he taunted me in my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like it

shove it, but right now I wanted him, and every word he said made me want

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

didn‘t know what I felt–hopeless, pain, shame or pleasure. It didn‘t matter. The only thing I

“Please… I want you.”

to the max, causing me to cry out. As my climax hit, he continued thrusting, forcing me to ride out the

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

that he gave me a smile like demon from h*ll.

he held me tight against

times I begged him for more or to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that my brain could

more animalistic than human, and even though the pure primal carnage of it was intoxicating… I knew I would hate

he made

could make me feel the way Ethan did, and I

make sure his knot doesn‘t tug the wrong way, he pulls my chest to his and looks me in the eye as I bounce up and down on his shaft. His lips found mine as sweat dripped down

inch of my seed into you, Rosalie. You‘re the only woman who will ever

but the idea was not one I

the way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool and force him to let me leave, but… how

It was so unfair….

all of a sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the

down, I saw the cut where I stabbed him. Bright red liquid was leaking out from there, as if it was calling

unfair!!” I cried out loud, and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more. When the

tongue trailed over his wound, lapping up the blood that had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure

thinking about my actions, I sucked more blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure escaped him as

a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as I relished in the

from his chest and stared at me for a moment before his lips captured mine and the taste of his blood mingled in both of our mouths. By then, my lips were sore from so much kissing, I

gentle, and he then used his tongue to lick my blood off and

of our mixed blood play caused me to move my hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of delight seemed to cross his face, and he smiled

was

and the night