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.

devoured mine, his hand held the back of my head close to him, and his tongue invaded my mouth. His scent

other hand had

hard desire against

mind at that moment as I succumbed to the lust he brought

at the same time, I realized that I wanted this. I wanted him to make me feel the way

hem of my shirt, sliding across my bare skin before

mind further until the only thing left i wanted

hate you… Ethan…” I whispered, but even I could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him

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

“Oh, goddess…” | moaned.

The radiating waves of pleasure that rocked my body were

raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for him. He gripped

as his fingers gripped my

my ear, causing me to gasp in pleasure. “Do you like it when I punish you for not

him 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.

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

“Please… I want you.”

the max, causing me to cry out. As

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

smile like demon from h*ll.

held me tight against him,

or to stop, I was so lost in the sensation that my brain could not

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

way he made me feel, but I craved

me feel the way Ethan did, and I wanted no one else

spinning me around to make sure his knot doesn‘t tug the wrong way, he pulls my chest to his and looks me in

into you, Rosalie. You‘re the only woman who will ever bear

took me by surprise, but the idea was not one I cared

supposed to turn out the way it was. I was supposed to keep my cool and force him

It was so unfair….

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

him. Bright red liquid was leaking out from there,

loud, and I just didn‘t know what was right or wrong any more.

had been spilled, which caused him to groan in pleasure

sucked more blood out from the cut. A cry of

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

mine and the taste of his blood mingled in both of our mouths. By then, my

more gentle, and he then used his tongue to lick my blood off and

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

that he was far

and the