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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.

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

had no place to hide from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my body

hard desire against

my mind at that moment as I succumbed to the

what he was doing, but at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I wanted him to

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

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

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

of our clothing. His head descended between my thighs causing my head to tilt back

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

me with his blood red eyes. The stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet

escaped my lips as his fingers gripped my hair,

taunted me in my ear, causing me to

to go shove it, but right now I wanted him, and every word he said made me want to

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

my core to the max, causing me to cry

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

my eyes and realized that he gave me a smile like demon from h*ll. I swallowed hard as he spanked my

as he held me tight against him, and he

how many times I begged him for more or to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that

experienced before. A side of him that was more animalistic than human, and even though the pure

he made me feel,

the way Ethan did, and

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 against our

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

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

I was supposed to keep my

It was so unfair….

hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at

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

so unfair!!” I cried out loud, and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more. When the rush of emotions took over, I bit down

his wound, lapping up the blood that had been spilled, which caused him to groan in

from the cut. A cry of pain and pleasure

to leave my lips as I relished in the metallic taste of

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,

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

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

was

and