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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.

lips devoured mine, his hand held the back of my head close to him, and his tongue invaded

to hide from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my body tightly against his. I could

hard desire

rationalization left my mind at that moment as

doing, but at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I

hem of my shirt, sliding

mind further until the only thing left i wanted was for him to claim me like

seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous

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 as he swirled his tongue against my sensitive numb pushing me

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

my hips against his face, wanting more and more of him. The radiating

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

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

that, Rosalie?” he taunted me in my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like

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

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

tears falling down my cheeks. I didn‘t know what I felt–hopeless, pain, shame or pleasure. It didn‘t matter. The only thing I knew

“Please… I want you.”

my core to the max, causing me to cry out. As my climax hit, he continued thrusting, forcing me to ride

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

and realized that he gave me a smile

me tight against him, and

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

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

the way he made me feel, but I craved

one could make me feel the way Ethan did, and

tug 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

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

was not one I cared to think about at

turn out the way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool and force him to let me leave, but… how could he do this

It was so unfair….

crooked smile and all of a sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the same time, I just could

him. Bright red liquid was leaking out from there, as if it was calling for

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

that had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure

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

pleasure to leave my lips as

before his lips captured mine and the taste of his blood mingled in both of our

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

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

he was far

gasped, and the night