Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 767: The Burning Passion

Ronan put his hand on Arielle’s back, lifting the girl’s body to lie under her.

"And now burn me too. With your desire."

"You’re really good at changing the atmosphere, Ronan." Arielle chuckled when her husband, who put on a sullen face a few seconds ago, was now looking at her passionately.

"Hm-hm ... I’ve been holding it since we left my room earlier. You must take responsibility."

"Oh, sorry. I didn’t mean to torment you."

Ronan pulled his shirt over his head swiftly then imprisoned Arielle down with his massive body. His elbows rested on either side so that he didn’t lean all his weight on Arielle.

A gentle kiss started their love session. Ronan kissed Arielle’s lips passionately, while the girl’s slender fingers ran through his thick, black hair. He let out a long groan. With just one kissing session, his desire was already burning high.

Ronan could see Arielle’s face start to blush. He held Arielle’s legs and spread her legs apart before he positioned himself between her legs.

"Ah..."

The girl’s moans began to fill every corner of the room. Still wrapped in his clothes, Ronan pushed his lower body up to tease his wife.

"Ronan ... "

Ronan’s hand found one of Arielle’s breasts. He massaged and twisted her nipples through the nightgown. Her husband’s every touch heated up Arielle’s desire. She was feeling hot, an addicting heat she always longed for.

Arielle kissed Ronan on the cheek, giving the man lots of light kisses, while Ronan didn’t stop moving his hips. With his pants on, he kept thrusting passionately.

"Ronan, you don’t want to do it?" asked Arielle who didn’t understand why her husband didn’t take off her nightgown.

"Just a moment. After this," Ronan answered between his raging breaths.

Arielle bit her lower lip as Ronan squeezed her thighs gently. The man’s hand trailed from her waist to her lower body, feeling every softness of her feet, until Ronan stopped at the core of her body.

Arielle wanted Ronan to touch her there. The man’s skilled hands made her lower body feel even hotter. However, as though wanting to tease her, Ronan only played around it while watching every expression on his wife’s face.

And when Ronan’s middle finger touched the core of Arielle’s body, he smiled contentedly. It was wet and hot, as though his middle finger would melt.

"You are so wet. Did what we do in the afternoon make you also long for it?"

Arielle nodded.

This afternoon, at Ronan’s office, more precisely on the man’s desk, she was about to reach her orgasm. However, William’s presence made her panic and the fear of being found out caused her to suddenly lose the feeling.

Ronan teased Arielle with his middle finger, causing a seductive sound filled the room, along with Arielle’s alluring moans. The girl gripped Ronan’s shoulder tightly. Even her nails dug into his back, creating new wounds.

"Ronan! Stop... Nghh!" Arielle whimpered when she reached her orgasm.

Ronan thrust his middle finger deeper, touching his wife’s deepest part. Arielle’s body trembled beneath him. Ronan then pulled out his finger and saw what he had done to his wife.

"Can I do it now?" asked Ronan as he took off his pants.

"In a moment. Give me some time," Arielle pleaded with a panting breath.

Ronan gave Arielle some time, and after feeling Arielle had calmed down a bit, he lifted one of Arielle’s legs to place on his shoulder. His hand touched the girl’s lower abdomen and began to insert his penis slowly.

Ronan did it more gently that night. He wasn’t in a hurry because he knew that the night was still long and he had plenty of time to explore his wife’s body.

***

The next morning, Arielle woke up alone. She winced as her throat felt parched. On the nightstand there was already a glass of water. It seemed to have become Ronan’s habit. Every time they spend all night making love, the man would prepare a glass of water for her in the morning.

It was very rare for Arielle to have the chance to wake up first.

Arielle touched the back of her neck, then stretched her body on the bed. As a result of her movement, the blanket fell down, revealing her body, which was full of kiss marks.

Before the maids arrived, Arielle had to clean her body. She was still embarrassed when the maids came to clean her up after she finished spending the night with Ronan.

The maids arrived right when Arielle finished styling her hair.

"Good morning, Your Majesty the Queen. Is there anything we can help you with?"

Arielle shook her head. "Thanks, but I’m already done."

Truly, working with Queen Arielle was the easiest thing palace maids had ever experienced. She did almost everything by herself except on some occasions. The queen also rarely asked or gave unreasonable orders. Moreover, their king and queen rarely held a banquet, so the duties of the personal maids of Queen Arielle and King Ronan were only a bit.

"Has His Majesty the King had breakfast?" Arielle asked one of the maids there.

"Not yet, Your Majesty. His Majesty the King is currently having a meeting with several royal officials. His Majesty, however, said that in an hour, he will have breakfast with you, as well as Prince Khaled of Thebis."

"I see... then I’m going to my library to finish some tasks. I’ll be visiting the dining hall in an hour."

The maids nodded in understanding. Usually, Aimee would always be there to help Arielle, but this week Aimee was busy supervising the new building given by Lazarus, which would be used for her future school.

Meanwhile, Tania couldn’t do heavy work anymore. Arielle forced the woman to rest, but just like how stubborn Arielle was, Tania refused and continued to do whatever she could in the kitchen or where the maids gathered.

Arielle was alone in the library to complete the remaining tasks she had to do. Until there was a knock on the library door. She believed there was still some time until breakfast, but Tania already came to fetch her.

The woman smiled faintly. Arielle rushed up to greet Tania.