Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 722: Too Rough, Tea! **

"Nice. What do say, Beautiful?" Ronan asked while Arielle was still panting hard.

"Th-thank you, Sir," answered Arielle in a stutter, making Ronan feel joy.

Ronan lifted Arielle’s body and laid her down. He completely took off his shirt and threw it on the floor. Then, his shirt fell right on top of Arielle’s evening gown.

The man didn’t take off his pants, only lowered them a little and without waiting for Arielle to catch her breath, he put it in roughly. Arielle, who was still very sensitive, had an orgasm again right after Ronan put his penis inside her.

"Ah... you already want this, right? You instantly enjoy it when I put it in," said Ronan, who paused for a moment.

"Wa-wait! Don’t move yet! Ah! Ronan!"

Instead of listening to Arielle’s request, Ronan moved his hips as fast as he could, making the girl speechless. She couldn’t even moan. Her face and body were flushed red from the heat of their love making session.

Like the calm surface of water where the rain made many indeterminate ripples, that was how Arielle felt right now. Her body moved aimlessly. She wanted Ronan to do it more gently, but if she asked him that, then the man would do it more roughly instead.

Ronan opened Arielle’s legs wider so he could move freely. He bent his body and moved his face closer to whisper various vulgar words in his wife’s ear.

Then, Ronan pulled Arielle’s hands which were still tied with his belt and put them around his neck as he lifted the girl’s body to sit on his lap. Arielle bent her legs so she could move up and down more easily. However, when she just moved her hips, Ronan gripped her waist tightly.

"Tsk, let me do it. We have gone this far, but you still don’t get it, huh? Where’s that obedient good girl just now? Do you want me to punish you that bad? My punishment is not something that you can take lightly, Arielle. You better act adorably like before."

Arielle looked her husband in the eye and saw a mischievous glint in those red irises. Then, Ronan tilted his eyes as if he wanted to kiss Arielle, but a hand held the girl’s neck to get closer.

His other hand held Arielle again and threw her body on the bed roughly.

Ronan didn’t give Arielle time to rest.

Ronan’s and Arielle’s love making continued for the next few rounds. Ronan got what he wanted, and Arielle could only accept whatever the man did to her. The two bodies touching against each other were drenched in sweat. Ronan didn’t find it strange at all. He even hugged his wife tighter.

Arielle’s chatter echoed in the room. She tried to bury her face in the pillow and suppressed her screams so as not to be heard by anyone outside the room. The ties in her hands had long been released, but Arielle didn’t have much strength to move them.

Her eyes were covered with a cloth by her husband from one round before. The reason was because Ronan couldn’t fuck Arielle at will if he looked into the girl’s eyes. On one hand, he was satisfied because he succeeded in making Arielle cry and begging him. However, on the other hand, he would definitely forget their agreement and stop when he saw his wife’s pitiful face.

So from that, Ronan decided to cover Arielle’s eyes. Of course, it was with the girl’s permission. Ronan had promised that it would be their last round, but he broke his promise. He flipped over Arielle’s body and fucked her from behind.

Arielle wondered where her husband’s stamina came from. The man hadn’t rested even once. Even though he had reached his climax, he still wanted to touch Arielle, and his manhood would get hard again, ready to fuck her one more time.

"Ah, how can it still be this tight?" said Ronan as he fucked Arielle from behind.

"Ronan... faster! Umh... d-don’t be like that!"

Arielle babbled incoherently. Her voice started to sound hoarse. Ronan didn’t know what his wife wanted. Like their agreement at the beginning, if Arielle really wanted him to stop, she could use the safe word they had agreed upon. As long as the safe word hadn’t been said, it meant Ronan could still go on, right?

Arielle’s hands and feet began to feel weak. Slowly, waves of pleasure began to rush over her. She would reach her orgasm once more that night. Ronan kept moving his hips, using his hand to press Arielle’s lower abdomen so he could go deeper. He also did not forget to place a pillow behind the girl’s back.

"Ronan stop! Please! Stop, stop, stop!"

Arielle was already very sensitive, but Ronan ignored her request to stop. Instead, the man put his hand forward, stimulating his wife’s clitoris while pounding her from behind.

Sweat and tears trickled down on Arielle’s face.

"Fuck ... you’re teasing me, huh? Stop? What’s that word?"

"Please... ah.. This... I-I won’t be able to take it anymore!"

"I don’t care."

Ronan closed his eyes as he also felt the same way. He would also reach his climax. Meanwhile, Arielle was still begging him to stop.

Ronan turned Arielle’s body so he could move more freely. His penis was clamped tightly. Transparent fluids and sweat drenched the bed.

"Ronan! Pease-please-please-please!" Arielle clenched her fists and tried to push Ronan’s body away. She couldn’t stand it anymore. She was tired and the pleasure she was feeling was too much to bear.

Ronan tried to grab Arielle’s hand to stop her from pushing him, and Arielle could only hit his chest lightly. The girl didn’t have much energy to beat him harder, so he easily locked her hands again at the sides of her head.

Ronan turned a deaf ear as he was about to reach his climax soon. He was still aroused and high until something made him curse roughly.

"Ronan, ah... eungh... I’m begging you. This is too rough, TEA!"

"Fuck!"

Ronan bit his lip then pulled out his penis. Arielle’s body was trembling and convulsing beneath him. He was forced to finish it by himself with his hands, squirting his sperm over the girl’s breasts, which were moving up and down.

"Agh...!"

Ronan finished it with difficulty. He still wanted to put it in again because his hands were not enough. He wanted to be inside Arielle, which was warmer and wetter.