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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 invaded my mouth.

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

hard desire against my

my mind at that moment

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

slipped under the hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin

and kissing, the heightened sense of passion between us clouded my mind further until the only

tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His

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

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

of him. The radiating waves of pleasure that rocked my

Ethan looked at me with his blood red eyes. The stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped me roughly,

lips as his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my head

in my ear, causing me to

would probably lash out at him and tell him to go shove it, but right now I wanted him, and every word he said made me want to come

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

hit my cervix. The swell of his knot stretched my core to the max, causing me to cry out. As my climax hit, he continued thrusting, forcing

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

and realized that he gave me a smile like

held me tight against him, and he

remember how many times I begged him for more or to stop, I

before. A side of him that was more animalistic than human, and

way he made me

one could make me feel the way Ethan did, and I wanted no one

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

my seed into you, Rosalie. You‘re the only woman who will ever bear my children,” he growled

me by surprise, but the idea was not one I

to keep my cool and force him to let me leave, but…

It was so unfair….

sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at

saw the cut where I stabbed him. Bright red liquid was leaking out

out loud, and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any

spilled, which

blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure escaped him as his hot seed filled the

of pleasure to

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

kisses became more gentle, and he then

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 at me

he was far from

gasped, and