Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 130: A Question By The Fireplace

Arielle glanced up, and her heart was beating really fast. The two stared at each other for quite a while. And now Arielle ventured. She lowered her face and began to slowly lick Ronan’s lips.

Ronan put his hands together to bring Arielle’s body back into the water. Their kiss slowly deepened as Ronan opened his mouth and teased Arielle’s tongue with his.

He could feel his body starting to stiffen. The water in the pool began to ripple when the man squeezed Arielle on the edge of the pool. The kiss slowly descended to her neck, and the man’s hand began to touch Arielle’s breasts.

"Ronan..." Arielle called out breathlessly as the man’s wet body wrapped tightly around her.

"I think... ah..." Arielle covered her mouth quickly, holding back the moan that came out when Ronan started to put one of her breasts in his mouth.

Arielle pushed the man’s body with all her might. Getting resistance from Arielle made Ronan confused. The man released his lips and waited for Arielle to finish her sentence.

"I think... we should finish our bath," said Arielle making the man raise his eyebrows, looking confused.

"Why?" He was a bit disappointed. This was just getting good.

"I’m getting cold."

Arielle raised her hand and showed the girl’s finger, which was starting to wrinkle. Ronan let out a long sigh of disappointment. He was very excited to start having sex with the girl.

"Sorry," he said with a small laugh.

Ronan then helped Arielle clean her body. He rinsed Arielle’s hair which was splashed by the mud. The two of them immediately finished their bath and grabbed their towels. Arielle brought a basket containing her five rabbits to put in front of the fireplace.

Ronan had no women’s clothes in his room. He decided to put his big black tunic on Arielle’s body.

"It’s too big," said Arielle after wearing the tunic.

Ronan leaned back to look Arielle up and down. Suddenly the man burst into laughter when he saw Arielle drowning in his tunic. The length of the tunic reached past the girl’s knees, and Arielle’s arms were completely invisible. Arielle clutched the neck of the oversized tunic.

"I don’t have smaller clothes, honey. Wear this first until the servant brings you a change of clothes," said the man, thinking that Arielle looked very adorable and sexy in his clothes.

Having had enough of laughing and admiring the girl, Ronan joined Arielle to sit by the fire.

Arielle didn’t say much. She approached the fireplace and warmed herself with the five rabbits. Ronan immediately put his clothes back on and grabbed the blanket from above his bed. He positioned his body behind Arielle and put the blanket to cover the two of them.

Arielle looked back and smiled. "Thank you, it’s warm."

"Give me a kiss if you’re really grateful," the man teased.

Arielle grabbed the man’s face closer. She kissed the king’s cheek gently. Ronan glanced at Arielle and smiled back at the girl. He tightened his grip on Arielle even more. "This is better," he muttered.

With a dry towel, Ronan dried Arielle’s hair. The man brushed every strand of the girl’s hair with his hand. He loved the soft sensation that Arielle’s hair left when it touched the palm of his hand.

The girl’s hair smelled like his now because they had used the same shampoo and soap just now. Even so, Ronan was still able to smell the difference between Arielle’s natural scent, and the added shampoo scent. It was as expected of someone who had a sharper sense of smell than most people.

After drying Arielle’s hair and combing it neatly, Ronan grabbed the girl’s shoulders to draw her closer to him. Arielle leaned her body on Ronan’s chest, who was sitting behind her. The blanket that covered the two of them felt very warm. Likewise, when Ronan rested his chin on the top of Arielle’s head.

The fireplace in front of them lit up in orange and yellow. One of the biggest rabbits came out of the basket followed by the rest of its family, leaving Riel alone curled up in a towel. It seemed to still be comfortable with the warmth until it finally fell asleep.

Ronan hugged Arielle tightly. He was satisfied with this atmosphere. Truly this was a peace he had never felt before and made him very lulled. Ronan wanted to stay like this forever. He wanted Arielle to be his wife, sitting side by side with him on Northendell’s highest throne.

"Arielle," Ronan called softly.

"Hmm?"

The man lowered his face and kissed the girl’s shoulder, which was exposed because the neckline of the tunic that Arielle was wearing was too wide it fell over her shoulder.

"Can I ask you something?"

Arielle turned and smiled.

"You don’t have to ask permission for that," Arielle said, holding back a laugh seeing Ronan look nervous.

"We were talking about being lovers, right?" 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

Arielle nodded.

"Then, do you have any idea about being a couple and what they do next?"

The girl was silent for a moment. Then she rested her head on the man’s shoulder.

"Tania once told me some stories about a princess and a royal prince who fell in love and then got married. At first, I didn’t understand what love is but slowly... with you, I start to understand it."

Ronan silently listened intently. He noticed Arielle’s sparkling eyes reflecting the flames in her black irises. Very beautiful, the man thought. Slowly, Arielle’s face started to blush. The girl looked back at Ronan with a look full of hope.

"I wish I could always be with you," Arielle said earnestly.

"Arielle, I have the same hope," said Ronan in a soft voice. He grabbed Arielle’s face and rubbed the blush on the girl’s cheeks. His heart was beating fast, and his throat felt parched. He would ask Arielle about the future of their relationship. Ronan didn’t want to delay any longer.

"Then does that mean you are willing to marry me?"