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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.

hand held the back of my head close to

other hand had pressed my body tightly against

desire against my

moment as

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

confusion and lust took over, his fingers slipped under the hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin

the only thing left i wanted was for him to claim me

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

causing my head to tilt back in

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

him. The radiating waves of pleasure that rocked my body were explosive. Every single nerve ending heightened

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

escaped my lips as his fingers gripped my

in my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure.

go shove it,

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

me, his thick erection hit my cervix. The swell of his knot stretched my core to the max, causing me to cry

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

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

as he held me tight against

I

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

made me feel, but

one could make me feel the way Ethan did, and

to his and looks me

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

surprise, but the idea was not one I cared to think

way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool

It was so unfair….

myself, but at the same time, I just could not deny the pleasure and my own desire for

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

didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more. When the

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

my actions, I sucked more blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure escaped him as his hot

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

lips captured mine and the taste of his blood mingled

too, because his kisses became more gentle, and he then used his tongue to

my hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of

that he was far

gasped, and the