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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.

his hand held the back of my head close to him, and his tongue

his other hand had pressed my body tightly

hard desire

that moment as I succumbed

he was doing, but at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I wanted

hem of my shirt, sliding

my mind further until the only thing left i

I whispered, but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied and hungry with every

floor along with the rest of our clothing. His head descended between my thighs causing my head to tilt back in pleasure as

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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. Every single nerve ending

but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He

lips as his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my

me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like

at him and tell him to go shove it, but right now I wanted him, and every

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

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

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

he gave me a smile like demon from h*ll. I swallowed hard as he

as he held me tight against him, and he

begged him for more or to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that my brain could not think

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

way he made me feel,

the way Ethan did, and I wanted no one else

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

inch of my seed into you, Rosalie. You‘re the only

but the idea was

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

It was so unfair….

ashamed of myself, but at

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

and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more. When the rush of emotions

which

from the cut. A cry of

moan of pleasure to leave my lips

jaw, Ethan pulled my lips 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,

must have felt it too, because his kisses became more gentle, and he then used his tongue

sensation of our mixed blood play caused me to move my hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of

that he was far

gasped, and