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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.

devoured mine, his hand held the back of my head close to him, and his tongue invaded my mouth. His scent

from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my body tightly against his. I could

hard desire against

at that moment as I succumbed to the

this. I wanted him to make me feel the way he did

of

of passion between us clouded my mind further until the only thing left i wanted

seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied

of our clothing. His head 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 tongue against my sensitive

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

The stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped me roughly, turning me over onto my knees, pulling my *ss towards him before thrusting himself into me from

as his fingers gripped

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

probably lash out at him and tell him to go shove it,

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

my core to the max,

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

and realized that he gave me a smile like demon from

as he held me tight against him, and he

begged him for more or to stop, I was

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

he made me

feel the way Ethan did, and I wanted

spinning me around to make sure his knot doesn‘t tug the wrong way, he pulls my chest to his and looks me in the eye

inch of my seed into you, Rosalie. You‘re the only woman who will ever bear my children,” he growled before taking my lips once

words took me by surprise, but the idea was not one I cared to think

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

It was so unfair….

sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but

down, I saw the cut where I stabbed him. Bright red liquid

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

blood that had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure as his pace sped up, going faster and

from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure escaped him as his hot

flowed into my mouth, causing a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as I relished

and stared at me for a moment before his lips captured mine and the taste of his blood mingled in both of our mouths.

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

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

was far from

gasped, and the night