Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 320: A Kiss Can Just Be A Kiss

Arielle’s head felt lighter, along with her body, which also began to feel warm. Ronan hugged her gently, and it felt so good.

Ronan noticed Arielle’s blushing cheeks. It seemed like the alcohol had started to enter her bloodstream.

"Ronan, can you kiss me?" asked Arielle, making one of the man’s eyebrows arched high.

Are we done talking? Ronan asked in his mind. He watched Arielle’s face closely. The man grabbed her face and brought it closer to him. When he wanted to kiss her lips, Arielle’s hand stopped him.

Ronan opened his eyes again and asked, "What’s wrong?"

"This atmosphere is very comfortable. Can we just kiss without doing more?"

Ronan pulled Arielle’s hand away from his lips. He wanted to devour the sweetness of her soft lips.

"Of course. A kiss can just be a kiss if that’s what you want."

Arielle reached for the man’s face and kissed his lips. Ronan responded by gently sucking her lower lip. Arielle also did the same with Ronan’s lips. She moved in his lap so she could dominate their kiss.

Ronan held the girl’s hips from moving much. He was afraid he couldn’t hold back his desire when those plump as grazed against his raging manhood. However, Ronan wouldn’t refuse Arielle’s kiss. It was too tempting.

Before he realized it, he opened his mouth to deepen their kiss. Their tongues touched each other, and intertwined in a waltz, tasting the remnant of red wine in their mouths.

Arielle broke their kiss for a moment.

"I prefer Frostberry to that wine," she said, making Ronan glance at the table in front of him.

Ronan didn’t really care about that. He grabbed Arielle’s face for a kiss once more, but Arielle refused him.

"Ronan, do you know that Riel is already very heavy?" asked Arielle so suddenly.

Ronan immediately knew that Arielle was getting drunk. He also chose to lean back and listened to the girl’s series of words about how sad she was that her beloved rabbit was heavy from eating a lot.

The topic of rabbits passed very quickly. This was replaced with Arielle talking about how adorable Lazarus’ child was. She said that if Lazarus didn’t want to acknowledge Crimson, she would take care of the baby herself.

However, that was unnecessary, thought Ronan. Lazarus had returned to the palace, and the man was looking for the whereabouts of Crimson’s mother in order to prove that Crimson was not his child.

Arielle got off Ronan’s lap and walked over to the painting of the Northendell palace.

"This is a fun place. I like everyone here. Do you know if there is a man I really love in that place, Sir?"

Sir? Did being drunk make Arielle forget he is Ronan?

Arielle looked around at the painting dejectedly.

"That place is sooooooo cold, but the people are so warm, it makes me want to come back to them all the time."

"Oh, I heard the king of this kingdom can turn into a wolf! Cool isn’t it?!"

Arielle ran back to Ronan and shoved her face right in front of his face.

"But Sir, please don’t tell this to anyone. This is a secret between the two of us."

Ronan nodded as Arielle cupped his face so tightly. "I really love that man." She let go of her hand from Ronan’s face, cheering happily. "I love him! And I will do whatever it takes to make him happy!"

Ronan froze in his place. The drunk Arielle was so adorable that he couldn’t take his eyes off her. He would engrave it in his mind. When he was with her, she became shy and timid, but now she did whatever she wanted without a second thought.

Ronan even let Arielle talk to the golden urn by the fireplace. She abruptly snapped her head at him. Then, when the two of them stared into each other’s eyes, the girl gasped as if she had just remembered something.

"Ronan!? Since when have you been here?" she asked, surprised.

"I’ve been here since earlier?" replied the man in confusion.

Arielle crawled slowly and sat in front of the man. She rested her head on his lap. "I missed you," she said dejectedly.

Ronan reached out his hand to touch Arielle’s silky hair. The girl seemed to enjoy his touch. Arielle looked up and saw Ronan, who was staring at her attentively. Ronan wanted to continue what they did this morning, but doing it while Arielle was drunk felt wrong.

Arielle stood up and examined the man’s head. "I remember you have hairy ears up here," she said, making Ronan smile.

The man pulled out his wolf’s ears, making Arielle scream excitedly.

"That’s right! These ears are so adorable!" cheered Arielle, then touched both the ears, making Ronan startled and jolted.

The wolf’s ears were a very sensitive thing. Ronan held Arielle’s body because he was getting aroused by the girl’s touch on his ear.

"Arielle, don’t do this when you’re drunk. This is no fun."

"But they’re adorable." said the girl while rubbing her cheek against the hairy ear. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Ronan firmly stopped Arielle. He stepped away and took off his clothes one by one. In an instant, his body grew bigger, then thick black fur appeared and Ronan turned into a huge wolf.

Arielle blushed at the sight and approached enthusiastically. Ronan, who was in the wolf’s form, sat on the floor, and she joined in while burying her body in the wolf’s thick fur.

(This is much better) Ronan thought. He let her snuggle and found warmth by his side. Soon, they both drifted to sleep.

***

Arielle woke up with a warm body. However, the constant throbbing pain in her head did not match the warmth in her body. Her ears perked up, listening to the sound of approaching footsteps. A hand cupped her face gently and Arielle knew who it belonged.

"Are you awake? It just so happened that a maid brought food to get rid of your hangover."

"Hangover?"