Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 323: Arielle’s First Try **

Ronan arched his eyebrows as Arielle put the tip of his cock into her mouth without him telling her to. He let out a long, sharp gasp again. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Ronan subconsciously trailed on Arielle’s head and grabbed her hair. When he realized Arielle was still in the process of adjusting, Ronan let go of her hair and instead stroked it gently.

"You did well. Continue slowly. Yes, suck it like that."

Arielle put Ronan’s manhood into her mouth slowly and took a sip of the warmth. She couldn’t put the big thing in her mouth completely, so she stroked the shaft with her hand.

The man’s grunts got louder. The faster Arielle moved her hand, the harder Ronan bit his lower lip.

Arielle glanced up and her eyes met directly with Ronan’s misty sharp eyes. The man’s lips parted slightly with a slightly flushed face. It was the first time for Arielle to see Ronan in such a condition. Ronan smirked and lifted his chin, telling her to continue sucking his manhood.

For some reason, seeing the man enjoying her touch made Arielle’s body feel strange. Something between her thighs felt tingle and damp. Unknowingly, she arched her body forward and drew closer to Ronan. Arielle also tried to swallow his manhood deeper until Ronan cursed.

"Fuck, Arielle, you make me feel so good."

Gaining appreciation from Ronan made Arielle move her hand faster. She sucked the tip of his manhood harder, making the man groan again.

"Fucking hell, I am going to cum," he said with a breathless gasp.

Arielle continued to stroke the shaft as best she could when Ronan pulled her body close to his crotch, making her a bit choked... Her nape was also tickled by the touch of his finger.

Ronan, who felt that he was about to reach the peak of pleasure, held the girl’s head to stop sucking him. He didn’t want to surprise Arielle with his sperm, but it seemed she still wanted to continue sucking his manhood.

"Arielle, I can sort it out myself. You aakh-argh..."

Ronan didn’t expect Arielle to learn so quickly. How could she use her tongue too to tease the part of his manhood that was still in her mouth?

(Should I let her? She did it because she wanted it, right? I can keep it until the end, right?) asked Ronan inwardly. He was hesitant to let Arielle finish the rest.

(Fuck. She asked for it herself. I told her to stop. Don’t blame me.)

Ronan grabbed the girl’s hair again and helped Arielle’s head to move. Arielle felt strange. His grip on her hair made her body feel hotter. She moved her head even faster, and so did her tongue.

Arielle could hear Ronan cursing and babbling. Her eyes widened in surprise as the man’s hips also moved to push the big thing to go deeper into her mouth.

Arielle was getting overwhelmed. She couldn’t take it anymore. Her mouth was so full and her jaw felt sore, but Ronan kept moving his hips slowly.

"Arghh... I will come. I will come, Arielle. Fuck, I will come!" Ronan held Arielle’s head in place.

Arielle pushed the man’s hips, feeling suffocated, and Ronan instantly pulled his hips away along with his raging manhood. Arielle frowned at the feeling of something being left in her mouth.

"Oh, spew it out. You don’t need to swallow it!" said Ronan, who panicked when Arielle covered her mouth. He tried to open Arielle’s mouth, but it was too late. He could see the white liquid dripping from the girl’s lips.

"Ronan," Arielle called. She felt a strange taste in her mouth.

"Well, I’m trying not to make you swallow it."

"Will I be okay?" asked Arielle frantically as she wiped the white liquid from her lips.

Ronan chuckled. "You’ll be fine. It’s just, I didn’t expect you to do it on your first try."

Ronan stood up and lifted Arielle’s body.

"I know, your body is getting aroused too, right? Now it’s time for us to have some fun."

Ronan laid Arielle’s body on the bed gently. He squeezed Arielle’s breasts from outside her evening gown. Arielle pressed her legs together to suppress the strange sensation she always felt whenever Ronan touched her.

The man’s mouth trailed on Arielle’s sensitive body, starting from ear to neck. Ronan lowered her dress, tucking out one of her breasts.

"This thing really tempts me," said Ronan, staring at one of Arielle’s exposed breasts.

Arielle felt embarrassed when Ronan said that in front of her breast. The girl tried to cover her chest, but Ronan quickly held her hands over her head. Ronan stuck out his tongue and teased Arielle’s perky nipple, which was getting harder under his hot breath.

Arielle moaned with a hitched breath. With that tempting moan, Ronan put all of Arielle’s white breast into his mouth, sucking it gently and occasionally teasing it with his tongue.

Ronan lowered Arielle’s dress with his other hand until both of the girl’s breasts were completely sticking out. His empty hand squeezed the other breast while twisting the nipple.

Getting a gentle touch on her breasts, Arielle moaned harder. She called Ronan’s name with her sweet and intoxicating voice. The girl’s moans were like a song to Ronan, which aroused his desire once again. He got hard again.

Ronan released his grip on Arielle’s hand and stroked his own manhood. The man distanced himself from Arielle’s body and stripped his shirt and pants off, throwing them on the floor.

Ronan also took off the girl’s evening gown. He slipped his knee between her thighs and forced them to open wider as he pressed closer. With both bodies without a single thread, Ronan could feel the warmth of Arielle’s skin directly. The softness of her skin against his skin felt really good.

The man refocused his attention on Arielle’s two sensitive breasts. It had been a long time since he had played with them. Arielle could feel Ronan’s manhood hardening between her thighs.

Arielle’s hand trailed off from his waist to his firm chest. She continued touching his neck and face before landing on Ronan’s black hair.

Ronan grabbed her left hand and told her to play with her own breasts while the man’s other hand went down to touch Arielle’s core.