Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 118: You Are Mine **

What did Arielle just say? She wanted Ronan to feel pleasure too?

Fuuuuckk...

The man’s self-control fiber was already very thin, and when Arielle asked him to get himself satisfied too, the man’s patience broke.

Ronan pulled out his rock-hard manhood and immediately thrust it back inside hard, startling Arielle. The man was no longer doing it slowly. Ronan had lost control and was now pumping Arielle’s fold rapidly that there was no time for Arielle to breathe.

Ronan pinned the girl’s hands above her head and continued moving his hips fast and hard. Ronan went down to kiss Arielle’s lips, she was moaning uncontrollably. When he saw the girl’s tears roll down on her cheeks, Ronan chose to lick the salty liquid.

Arielle’s scent was getting stronger, and Ronan was desperately drowned in it. He was crazy about her sweet scent. Gosh... he loved everything about her.

She was sexy, intoxicating. Arielle’s cries were getting louder and louder combined with the sounds they made when the man plowed her rapidly.

Ronan was overwhelmed by the sensual atmosphere around him. He bit his own lip as Arielle’s silky walls wrapped his shaft so tightly.

"Ah... ah... ah... ah... Ronan... ahhh..."

Arielle’s cries were like beautiful music to the man’s ears. He loved how his name rolled in her tongue. Ronan tightened his grip on the girl’s hands as Arielle tried to free herself. He slid his tongue inside Arielle’s open mouth.

Ronan kept plowing her harder and harder, and the sensation of pleasure soon built up again in Arielle’s lower body. Her mind went into a mess and she panted for breath.

Arielle soon forgot about her surroundings. The pleasure she was feeling now was far more intense than before. She wrapped her legs around Ronan’s lower back. The man took that as an invitation to plow her faster.

They were now drenched in sweat as their naked bodies rubbed against each other. Arielle’s breasts heaved up and down, showing a very erotic scene. Ronan was torn between wanting to keep watching the sexy view or devouring her breasts to his heart’s content.

"Aaaahhh..." Arielle looked like she was about to climax again, but Ronan still didn’t show any signs of stopping. She looked at him with droopy eyes, her voice was hoarse when she called his name again. "Ro-Ronan..."

"Ahh...." The king growled as he felt the pleasure he was seeking slowly built up inside his body. Ronan let go of Arielle’s hands and held her hips, so she could move in rhythm with his hardness that continued to pump the girl’s wet fold.

"Argh... I’m going to cum... fuck, Aahh.. sssh... you wrap me so tight."

Ronan began to babble with pleasure. Arielle couldn’t hear the man’s words because she was too carried away by the pleasure she felt herself.

"Engh... Ronan... slow-slower... ah... mhh..."

"Fuck, no! Ssh... you’re so fucking good, Arielle... Fuck!"

Ronan grabbed Arielle’s body and held her hips so he could insert his long hard manhood deeper and faster. The man was chasing his peak. Arielle’s incessant moans left Ronan completely out of control.

Arielle climaxed again first, and Ronan bit his lower lip tightly as he hadn’t climaxed yet. He pulled out his penis, which was wet with the girl’s love juice. He touched his own penis, waiting for Arielle to calm down from her orgasm.

"Sweetheart, could you turn around for a second?" asked Ronan a little impatiently.

Arielle didn’t understand what the man wanted but she complied anyway. Ronan made Arielle raise her buttocks by going on all four. With this position, Ronan could see the girl’s fold more clearly. Ronan stroked her labia with his thumb before thrusting his rock-hard manhood.

The girl was surprised that the man entered her so suddenly from behind. Arielle felt full again. Ronan went back to chasing his climax. This position made Arielle’s hot walls tightly wrap the entire length of his penis.

Ronan started to groan, then moaned again, so did Arielle, who felt a loss of energy in her hands. Arielle was no longer able to support herself with her elbows, but Ronan grabbed Arielle’s hips and held them tightly, to keep her in position.

Ronan felt like he could move his hips freely and had sex all night long with Arielle. Their lovemaking was so intense and sensual and she had cum for god knows how many times.

Arielle was losing her strength and was no longer able to support her own body. Seeing her in that condition, Ronan grabbed Arielle’s waist and turned her to face him.

He folded Arielle’s legs and grabbed her hips to please himself. Ronan smirked at Arielle’s wet fold, which was heaving up and down with every thrust.

"If you’re tired, I can finish now," said Ronan.

Arielle gripped the sheets tightly. The sweat of the two was mixed as their bodies rubbed against each other again. Ronan lifted Arielle’s hips with his hands.

"Arielle, I am going to cum," said the man who put Arielle back to bed.

Ronan pumped Arielle faster, which made the girl wince.

"Ah... fuck..." The man groaned as Arielle’s pussy throbbed, in search and wanting to achieve pleasure.

"Ah... ah... Ronan... please... I can’t!" Once again, Arielle screamed as she reached her release for the umpteenth time that night.

This time, Ronan continued to push his hips even though Arielle had reached her release. And with the last few thrusts, some hard and intense pumps, Ronan immediately pulled his penis out of Arielle’s pussy...

"Fuck, Arielle... Arghhhh..."

The man let out a long, hoarse groan as he discharged his sperm over Arielle’s body. The two of them had achieved extraordinary pleasure. They were now panting for breath.

Ronan released all his seeds on Arielle’s body. His breath hitched, and he felt excited again, seeing Arielle who was exhausted. His semen was decorating her body glistening in sweat.

"Your Majesty..."

Ronan still wanted more. He grabbed Arielle’s underwear beside him and used it to wipe his sperm on the girl’s body. Seeing Arielle’s sweaty body made him instantly hard again. Meanwhile, Arielle was trying to calm her heartbeat.

Ronan kissed Arielle’s lips softly. Her droopy eyes slowly closed. Arielle had reached the limit of her energy, and Ronan couldn’t force her to continue their lovemaking.

He finally laid his body on Arielle’s side, and the girl hugged Ronan’s body to come closer.

"Are you sleepy?" asked Ronan softly as he smoothed Arielle’s hair that covered her beautiful face.

Arielle nodded limply and Ronan refrained from growling. He took a deep breath and forced himself to fall asleep. The man grabbed Arielle’s head to rest on his arm for support.

Ronan cupped Arielle’s sleepy face, and his heart warmed seeing her slightly parted lips. Ronan licked those lips, but Arielle didn’t react. It seemed like their activities had really ended even though his lower member had returned to harden, asking for another release.

"Go to sleep, we still have a lot of nights together to explore."

Arielle actually fell asleep, making Ronan chuckle.

"Thank you, love."

For the first time, Ronan experienced what it was like to make love with someone he loved.

This made his feelings for Arielle even more unstoppable. After tonight, Ronan couldn’t imagine himself without Arielle for a second. He was now at the point of no return, so he had to make Arielle his completely.

Fuck, he just remembered that there was still an investigation about the South, which has yet to come to fruition.

Ronan tightened his arms around Arielle’s body.

"You are mine."