Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 114: Teach Me How To Love You

"S-sorry, I didn’t notice," Arielle stammered. She shyly looked away, trying to hide her flushed face.

With her leaving his lap, Ronan felt the source of his warmth had gone. He sighed in disappointment as the cold air hit him. Even the fire in the fireplace grew smaller. The atmosphere was now getting colder.

Ronan walked into a smaller room with rows of clothes there. The man chose a loose black tunic with black pants made of satin. He put them on quickly.

The king returned to his room and saw Arielle, who was still faithfully standing against the wall.

"We can talk now," the man said as he sat down on his bed.

Arielle turned around doubtfully. Her face was still bright red. Arielle did not dare to approach because she was afraid that what she was about to say would make their relationship awkward.

"Your Majesty, regarding your request that I stay in the North... I think I’m gradually becoming more comfortable in the North, and..." she licked her lips, "my desire to return to the South... is fading away."

Ronan refrained from interrupting the girl’s words. His heart beat faster with renewed enthusiasm, as he waited for the girl’s next words.

Arielle continued. Her voice was very low but he could see she was trying to sound firm. "I’m very sad to hear about the incident where a pair of wolves were found dead back then, but deep down, I feel relieved. I’m relieved that I don’t have to return to the South so quickly. Besides..."

Arielle lowered her face. She pressed herself against the wall, and her hands gripped the edge of the table nervously. Ronan swallowed his saliva and also felt nervous about what the girl would say.

"I... I don’t know what this feeling is. But my heart always beats faster whenever I spend time with you. You were so kind to me even though I was just a prisoner. At first, I really thought of you as a good friend. But I realized that you are the first person I... I... I think of as a real home. I-I always want to be with you. Tania said... this feeling is called love."

Arielle’s breath hitched. Now her hands squeezed the fabric of the dress on both sides of her body. Her body shook while her head lowered and she bit down on her lips. Arielle was going to reveal what was in her heart. She closed her eyes tightly.

"I-I have fallen in love with you!" cried Arielle as she tried to overcome her nervousness. "A-and... I’ll love that other side too."

Ronan was silent and wasn’t even able to move from his spot. He didn’t expect to get a confession of love so soon. He lost. He always thought that he would be the one to say the three words first, but he was wrong. Arielle was braver than him.

"I-if my feelings for you burden you, I-I’m sorry," Arielle said, as she squeezed her sides tightly.

Arielle was relieved. Finally, the knot in her heart slowly loosened. Her breath hitched as the adrenaline in her body slowly dwindled.

Suddenly her face was cupped by familiar strong hands, then Ronan’s lips pressed against her lips. The king reached and rested his hand behind Arielle’s nape to deepen their kiss. Every deep peck he gave felt rougher than before on her lips. Arielle kept her mouth shut, feeling surprised by the sudden kiss.

"Open your mouth," the man growled, which confused Arielle. The man tugged Arielle’s chin as he asked the girl to open her mouth. One of his arms wrapped around Arielle’s back and pulled the girl and pressed hers to his body.

Ronan didn’t waste his chance when Arielle opened her mouth. The man stuck his tongue in and teased Arielle’s tongue, which stayed on the spot. The saliva of the two slowly mixed. Arielle grabbed the man’s hand to stop his action for a moment.

"Your Majesty."

Ronan didn’t seem to hear Arielle’s call and continued to fervently focus on Arielle’s lips to kiss. After he kissed Arielle’s wet lips a few times, the man’s small kisses then went down her neck. Ronan pushed Arielle’s body slowly against the wall and squeezed her without giving the slightest pause.

Arielle then braved herself to push the man away harder.

"Your Majesty, didn’t you just ask us to talk?" asked Arielle as she started to pant.

Ronan stopped kissing the girl’s chin for a moment. He was too excited about Arielle’s confession that he lost himself. Ronan lifted Arielle’s body and placed her on the table.

He pulled her legs to wrap around his waist. Now Arielle’s position was higher so that he could stretch his neck, which had been looking down too much.

"Is there anything else you need to talk about?" asked Ronan. He half-whispered in front of Arielle’s lips which made the girl lick her ticklish lips.

Ronan, who saw Arielle licking her lips, raised one of his eyebrows to stop himself from crushing those wet lips again. Arielle put her right palm against the man’s lips to stop his kiss.

Ronan didn’t want to kiss Arielle’s palm. To express his frustration, Ronan stuck out his tongue and licked her palms causing Arielle to quickly withdraw her hand.

"Your Majesty, I still don’t know whether these feelings make you uncomfortable or not. I just realized that myself. I-I don’t want to burden you with my feelings if they make you feel uncomfortable."

"Arielle, if your feelings make me uncomfortable, I won’t be doing any of this."

"No? T-then what should I do, Your Majesty? It’s my first time experiencing this, so I don’t know what to do. Should I ask Tania first?" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Ronan was silent for a moment. He noticed Arielle’s confused face, so the man cursed himself in his heart. Arielle was not those women in his past that he had slept with so easily.

This girl really knew nothing about love. Making Arielle feel love was already a great achievement for Ronan. And now Arielle was confused about how one could love?

The man himself had no definite answer. His past did not make Ronan learn the meaning of the word love. He always felt his attraction to Arielle was beyond logic.

He wanted to be with her all the time. Touching Arielle. Seeing Arielle laughing by his side. Embracing Arielle when the girl was crying. He wanted to spend time with Arielle. If that feeling was called love, Ronan wanted it.

If Arielle felt the same way. Then there was nothing more the man could want.

Ronan put his forehead on Arielle’s forehead. "Arielle, do you really accept me? With my wolf side?"

"If that means one form of loving you, I’ll do it."

Ronan’s heart beat faster. He gripped Arielle’s skirt which exposed her legs on both sides of the girl’s body.

"What about the full moon night when I can’t control myself?"

Arielle touched Ronan’s face, who was waiting for her answer. She lowered her head to kiss the man’s nose briefly.

"I can still hide, right?" Arielle answered with a big smile.

"Arielle, can you say it again?" whispered Ronan pleadingly.

"Say what? That I can hide?"

The man nodded slowly. "About how you feel for me."

’Oh..." Arielle held her lips in embarrassment. She turned her gaze to the man’s shoulder, but Ronan grabbed Arielle’s face to look at him. That hopeful look made Arielle’s heart flutter.

"I... love you, Your Majesty," Arielle whispered.

Ronan brought his face closer then replied, "I love you too, Arielle."

Arielle’s heart now beat faster and faster. Her heart pounded like there were fireworks inside her body. Her stomach tingled with something invisible. Her feelings reciprocated? So what would they do next?

Ronan grabbed Arielle’s body and placed her slowly on the bed. He looked at Arielle’s stunningly beautiful face. The fire in the fireplace had been completely extinguished, which made the room even darker than before. Arielle’s face blushed even more as the man lowered his body slowly.

"Arielle, let me show you my love tonight."

Arielle swallowed her saliva with difficulty. Her chest heaved up and down to catch her breath. She didn’t answer, but her hands reached out to hug the body of the man above her.

"Your Majesty, teach me how to love you."

Ronan kissed Arielle’s forehead long enough to make the girl feel his warmth. The man smiled softly, slowly dispelling the nervousness Arielle was feeling.

"I’ll be gentle, my love."