Sould As The Alpha King's Breeder

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.

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

him, and I felt his other hand

desire against

that moment as I

this. I

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

us clouded my mind further until the only thing left i wanted was for him to claim me like the animal he

whispered, but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from

clothing. His head descended between my thighs causing my head to tilt back in pleasure as he devoured my

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

me soaking wet for him. He gripped me roughly, turning me over onto my

my lips as his fingers gripped

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

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

“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 only thing I knew

“Please… I want you.”

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

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

my eyes and realized that he gave me a smile like

screamed as he held me tight against him, and

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

and even though the pure primal carnage of it was intoxicating… I knew I

he made

me feel the way Ethan did, and I wanted no

chest to his and looks me in the

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

by surprise, but the idea was not one I

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

It was so unfair….

met his crooked smile and all of a sudden felt hopeless and ashamed of myself, but at the same time, I just could not deny the pleasure

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

didn‘t know what was right or wrong

up the blood that had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure as his pace sped

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

my mouth, causing a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as

of his blood mingled in

must have felt it too, because his kisses became more gentle, and he

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

was far

gasped, and the night