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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.

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

hide from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my body

hard desire against my

parts of rationalization left my mind at that moment as

realized that I wanted this. I wanted him to make me

took over, his fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt,

mind further until the only thing left i wanted was for him to

could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of

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

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

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

my lips as his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my

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

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

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

his knot stretched my core to the max, causing me

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

and realized that he gave me a smile like demon

held me

to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that my brain could not

before. A side of him that was more animalistic than human, and even though the pure primal

the way he made me feel, but

me feel the way Ethan did, and

and looks me in

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

idea was not one I cared to think

out the way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool and force him to let me

It was so unfair….

hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at

where I stabbed him. Bright red liquid was leaking out

unfair!!” I cried out loud, and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more. When the rush of emotions took over, I bit down on his

been spilled, which caused him to

blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and

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

taste of his blood mingled

have felt it too, because his kisses became more gentle, and he

sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of delight seemed to cross his face, and he smiled at

that he was

and