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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.

back of my head close to him, and his tongue invaded my mouth. His

his other hand had

hard desire against my

mind at that moment as I succumbed to the lust he brought

and what he was doing, but at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I wanted him to make me feel the way he did before. I wanted him to

fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin before gripping at my

the heightened sense of passion between us clouded my mind further until the only thing

growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied and hungry with every motion

to the floor along with the rest 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

“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

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

his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my head

causing me to gasp in

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

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

stretched my core to the max, causing me to cry out.

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

realized that he gave me a smile like demon

as he held me tight against

many times I begged him for more or to stop, I was so

I hadn‘t experienced before. A side of him that was more animalistic than human, and even though the pure primal carnage of it was intoxicating… I

the way he made me feel,

the way Ethan did, and I wanted

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

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

the idea was not one I cared to think about

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

It was so unfair….

his crooked smile and all of a sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the same time, I just could not deny the pleasure and my own

liquid was

right or wrong

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

blood out from the cut. A cry

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

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

too, because his kisses became more gentle, and he then used his tongue to lick my blood off and kissed

hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of delight seemed to cross his face,

that he was

gasped, and the night