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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.

close to him, and

from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my

desire

rationalization left my mind at that moment

he was doing, 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

hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin

between us clouded my mind further until the

Ethan…” I whispered, but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements became more frenzied

my thighs causing my head to tilt back in pleasure as he devoured my core. The vibrations of his growls as he swirled

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

Ethan looked at me with his blood red eyes. The stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped me roughly, turning me over onto my

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

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

lash out at him and tell him to go shove it, but

“Ethan…” | begged, “please…”

“Please what?” He panted.

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

“Please… I want you.”

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

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

and realized that he gave me a smile like demon from h*ll. I

screamed as he held me tight against

or to stop, I was

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

made me

feel the way Ethan

doesn‘t 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

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

surprise, but the idea was

my cool and force him to let me leave, but… how could

It was so unfair….

felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the same time, I just could not deny the pleasure and my own desire

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

know what was right or wrong any more. When the rush

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

thinking about my actions, I sucked more blood out from the cut. A cry of

causing a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as I relished in the metallic taste of

of his blood mingled in both of our mouths. By

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

caused me to move my hips along his sensitive shaft more. A shivering wave of delight seemed to cross his face, and he

was far from

gasped, and