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 scent surrounded

no place to hide from him, and I felt his other hand had pressed my body tightly

desire against my

at that moment as

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.

under the hem of my

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

could tell how seductive I sounded, earning a growl of dangerous desire from him in response. His movements

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

with his blood red eyes. The stare was evil and raw, but something in it made me soaking wet for

lips as his fingers gripped my hair, jerking my head

to gasp

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

“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. The only thing I knew

“Please… I want you.”

the max, causing me to cry out. As my climax hit,

Yet, he wasn‘t done.

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

held me tight

stop, I was so lost in the

more animalistic than human, and even though the pure primal carnage of it was

hated the way he made me feel,

way Ethan did, and

his knot 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

but the idea was not one

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

It was so unfair….

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

liquid was leaking out from there, as if it was

know what was right or wrong any more. When the rush of emotions took over, I bit down on his

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

I sucked more blood out from the cut. A cry of pain and

to leave my lips as I relished in the metallic taste of

the taste of his blood mingled in both of our mouths.

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

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

was

gasped, and