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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

I felt his other hand had

desire against my

at that moment as

I wanted this. I wanted

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

passion between us clouded my mind further until the only thing left i wanted was for him

I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied and hungry with every

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 growls

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped me roughly, turning

cry escaped my lips as his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my

my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like it when I punish

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

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

didn‘t know what I felt–hopeless, pain, shame or

“Please… I want you.”

my cervix. The swell of his knot stretched my core to the max, causing me to cry out. As my

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

he gave me a smile like demon

me tight

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

and even though the pure primal carnage of it was

hated the way he made me feel,

the way Ethan did, and I wanted

the wrong 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 sweat dripped down

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

by surprise, but the idea was not one I

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

It was so unfair….

all of a sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but

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

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

over his wound, lapping up the blood that had been spilled, which caused him

cut. A cry of pain and pleasure escaped him as

causing a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as

my jaw, Ethan pulled my lips from his chest 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

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

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

he was far

gasped, and the