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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.

held the back of my head close to him, and his

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

desire against

rationalization left my mind at that moment as I succumbed to

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

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

mind further until the only

but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied and hungry with

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

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped

lips as his fingers gripped

my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like it when I punish you for not

at him and tell him to go shove it, but

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

max, causing me to cry out. As my

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

smile like demon

he held me tight

for more or to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that

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 knew I would hate

the way he made me feel,

Ethan did, and I wanted no

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 against our

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

words took me by surprise, but the idea was not one I cared to think about

was supposed to keep my cool and force him to let me leave, but… how could he

It was so unfair….

felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the same time,

where I stabbed him. Bright red liquid was leaking out

right or wrong any more. When the rush of emotions took over, I bit down on his

had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure as his

more blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure

my mouth, causing a moan of pleasure to

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 kissing, I felt a split in my own bottom

more gentle, and he then used his tongue to lick my blood

mixed blood play caused me to move my hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of delight

that he was far from

and the