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.

my head close

felt his other hand had pressed

desire against my

that moment as I succumbed

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

under the hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin

the heightened sense of passion between us clouded my mind further until the only thing left i wanted was for him to claim me like the animal

of dangerous desire from him

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

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

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

wet for him. He gripped me roughly, turning me over onto my knees, pulling my *ss towards him before thrusting himself into

his fingers gripped my

my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you

at him and tell him to go shove it, but right now I wanted him, and every word he

“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

“Please… I want you.”

his thick erection hit my cervix. The swell of his knot stretched my core to the max, causing me to cry out. As my climax

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

he gave me a smile like demon from h*ll.

he held me tight against him, and

I was so lost in the sensation that

was more animalistic than human, and even though the pure primal carnage of it was intoxicating… I knew

hated the way he made me

feel the way Ethan

to make sure his knot doesn‘t tug the wrong way, he pulls my chest to his and looks me in the eye as I bounce up

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

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

the way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool

It was so unfair….

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

liquid was leaking out from

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

blood that had been spilled, which caused him to groan

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

blood flowed into my mouth, causing a moan of pleasure to leave my lips as I relished

me for a moment before his lips captured mine and the taste of his blood mingled in both of our

he then used his tongue to lick my blood off and

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

he was

gasped, and the