Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 795: Ronan Trying To Keep The Distance

Moments later, one of the Thebis guards informed them that the ship would stop in a moment. Arielle and the others were asked to get ready.

"It’s nice talking to you, Prince Khaled. I wish I had more time to share stories with you again."

Prince Khaled lowered his head to hide the blush on his face.

"Of course, Arielle. I’d be happy to do that."

"Then, I will return to my room to get ready."

Prince Khaled nodded. "I will inform you if all the merchants have gotten off the ship."

"Thank you," said Arielle before asking Lucas, who had been quiet beside her, to return to the room.

She also invited William, who stood beside Ronan, to go back with her. Her husband covered his face completely like the rest of the Northendell knights. However, from his posture, Arielle could recognize him right away.

Seeing the man smile faintly at her, Arielle just let him be. She knew that behind the scarf, Ronan was staring at her intently. When Arielle passed him, Ronan stretched out his hand and touched her finger, making her hold back a smile.

The man must have felt tormented because he couldn’t touch her in front of so many people

Ronan always did that, touching her surreptitiously, as though telling Arielle that he also wanted attention. However, when they were together, the man strangely never touched her more than he could.

One night, when they had let go of their passionate kiss, Arielle tried to take off Ronan’s shirt, but the man held her back.

Arielle asked, "Why? Don’t you want to touch me?"

"Not until you recover completely and no longer feel nauseous. You need to improve your appetite first. It concerns me how thin you are now. Moreover, I don’t want to tire you out. If we do it tonight, you will definitely get exhausted in the morning. Our sea voyage is still long, making you suffer is the last thing I will do."

After that night, Arielle respected her husband’s wish. She no longer asked Ronan to touch her more, although her body said otherwise. Every time their bodies came into contact, the urge to kiss and explore each other rose high.

Just remembering it made Arielle’s face flush red. She was embarrassed by how lustful she became. Even though the doctor had said that she could engage in sexual activity and her condition was also getting better, Ronan seemed to be constantly refusing her.

And that made Arielle more sensitive. Every little touch from her husband, like the touch of a fingertip, hearing the sound of his heartbeat, or just a brief kiss in the morning made her press her legs together.

Arielle longed for her husband’s touch, but she didn’t want to admit it. Hence, she tried to restrain herself and tried to act normally.

From the bedroom window, Arielle could see the ship getting closer to the harbour. When the bedroom door was opened, William and Lucas brought out their belongings. Ronan then closed the door again and left them both.

The man came closer, put his hands on the back of the chair, and trapped Arielle between his strong arms. He took off the scarf covering his face, then buried his face in his wife’s neck.

Arielle gripped her dress to keep herself from moaning as Ronan kissed their mate’s sign. Her chest fluttered, unconsciously wanting more. However, she could only let out a disappointed sigh when Ronan moved away from her.

Still trapping her in his arms, Ronan brought his face closer to Arielle’s.

The man then whispered, "What did you talk to Prince Khaled about?"

"Not many. Prince Khaled said that maybe we should stay at an inn for two nights because we arrived a day faster."

"Ah, I have heard that. So? I’m sure that after chatting for more than forty minutes, you’re not just talking about that, right?"

"Besides... hm... Ronan, your hand." Arielle tried to stop Ronan from touching her nape. It somehow felt ticklish.

Ronan raised his eyebrows after noticing how Arielle’s face was flushed red. He only touched her neck a little, but his wife reacted a bit excessively.

Ronan watched every expression of his wife carefully. He had little idea of ​​what was going on, and imagining the possibilities, he became excited.

However, he had to endure it. The man then shook his head to clear his wild thoughts.

Ronan knew his wife well. Arielle was not a woman who held back her desires like this. Perhaps his hand accidentally touched the sensitive area of her neck, so she reacted like that, he thought.

Ronan wanted to ask if Arielle was okay, but the bedroom door was knocked again, and he had to move away. Alexis and Peach then came to thank Arielle.

Meanwhile, Ronan stood at the end of the door, behaving like a real knight guarding the Queen. Alexis already knew that the man was Ronan, while Peach wasn’t, Alexis let the man be.

"Ari, thank you very much for your help to provide us with a room to rest. Without you, Simon and I would probably have a sore back from having to sleep on the cold floor of the ship every night."

Arielle let out a small chuckle. She found Peach’s innocence cute.

"With pleasure. I’m glad I could be of help. I hope we can meet again someday. Maybe if I have time to visit Nieverdell, I will visit you," said Arielle while holding Peach’s hands.

The young girl then smiled broadly.

"Of course! I will wait for you! The ship will soon arrive at the harbour, so Simon and I must hurry before we cannot get a room. I will miss you, Ari."

"Me too. I will miss you, Peach," replied Arielle, making Peach feel touched.

The girl stretched out her arms to hug Arielle tightly. "I will miss you."

Arielle stroked Peach’s head and smoothed the robe the girl was wearing. "Me too."

"Then, Simon and I go first! See you next time, Ari! I will wait for you to visit my village!"

"Of course! I will definitely visit you there!"