Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 430: A Passionate Night Of Lazarus And Aimee**

(The night before)

Aimee grabbed the shirt button that Lazarus was wearing. She pulled Lazarus’ shirt, which was tucked into his pants, and removed all the buttons. She threw the man’ shirt on the floor. Aimee impatiently also took off Lazarus’ pants, and the man gripped Aimee’s hand tightly to stop moving.

"Why? You want to stop?" asked Aimee to which Lazarus answered with a shake of his head.

"Before we start, I want to know. Have you done it before, or is this your first time?" Lazarus asked back.

"Why do you ask? Do you prefer an experienced woman?"

"Hey... don’t get me wrong... I just don’t want to hurt you," Lazarus said, then got up to fix Aimee’s hair.

Aimee turned her blushing face away. She lifted her half-sag dress. "This is... my first time," she replied shyly.

Lazarus hugged Aimee, then turned their position. Now, Aimee was on the bottom and he was on top.

"Then, I have to do it gently and carefully," said Lazarus, who lifted Aimee’s legs to rest on his shoulders.

Lazarus lifted Aimee’s skirt, which exposed the girl’s slender thighs. Lazarus bit Aimee gently, making the girl bite her lower lip not to moan. The movement of Lazarus’ mouth kept moving up, and Aimee held the man’s head to keep him from continuing.

"What are you doing? Can’t we just have sex right away?"

Lazarus closed his eyes, feeling so guilty for touching such an innocent girl. Also, where did Aimee understand the term of sex?

"How do you know the word sex?" Lazarus asked, while biting on Aimee’s inner thigh. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

"There are many ways to find out. You don’t need to know. Shall we continue or not? Why are you asking so many questions?" Aimee asked in an annoyed tone to cover her embarrassment, because this was the first time someone had seen her entire lower body.

"Shhh... don’t be angry... If you want to get pleasure, you have to relax more, Aimee," Lazarus said, then pulled out the panties that Aimee was wearing.

Aimee’s heart was beating really fast. She tried to cover her bottom with her skirt, but Lazarus was holding her hands tightly.

"Calm down... this is part of sex too..." Lazarus gave Aimee a soft kiss on the core, making the girl forget to cover her mouth, so her sweet moan escaped.

"Have you ever touched yourself before?" asked Lazarus, while placing his index finger on the lips of Aimee’s vagina. Aimee shook her head. Then, Lazarus nodded. He understood that Aimee had never felt the pleasure of having a sex before.

Lazarus stuck out his tongue and licked Aimee’s vagina gently.

"Laza-ah!"

Lazarus released his grip on both of Aimee’s hands while his tongue kept moving to lick the girl’s clitoris.

"Ah... what is this?" Aimee asked, feeling her body was strange. She held onto Lazarus’ long hair not to stop doing it. Her body arched upwards as Lazarus purposely stuck part of his tongue in.

"Lazarus don’t..."

Lazarus casually swiped his middle finger on the girl’s already very wet hole. He smiled contentedly at Aimee, who was panting with hazy eyes.

The girl had not yet reached her peak, so Lazarus kept moving his tongue, teasing her again. Sometimes, Lazarus sucked Aimee’s clitoris, which was sticking out, a sign that the girl was already very aroused.

Aimee’s back moved on its own gradually, forcing Lazarus to keep giving her the pleasure she never felt before. The girl’s bashful moan had turned into rambling. When Lazarus inserted a bit of his middle finger, Aimee’s warm and wet walls clamped down on him very tightly.

Aimee was about to reach her peak of pleasure for the first time. Meanwhile, Lazarus was getting wilder. He licked the girl’s clitoris until finally Aimee let out a long moan while grabbing Lazarus’ hair. The girl’s body fell on the bed with a slight tremor.

"That was the first," Lazarus said.

The man caressed Aimee’s wet vagina lips with his thumb. Aimee clamped her thighs, still feeling surprised by the new sensation she was feeling.

"Shh.. it’s okay. It’s just the beginning," said Lazarus, trying to calm Aimee, who didn’t want to open her legs anymore.

It would be dangerous if Aimee wanted to end their love making session because Lazarus was already very aroused. At this point, he didn’t want to find another woman to pent up his desire.

The man helped Aimee take off all of her dress and the remaining underwear. Lazarus looked at the naked Aimee beneath him like a predator looking at its prey. It was hungry eyes, but not hungry for food.

He was hungry to taste the girl’s body. Aimee looked very beautiful without a single thread on her body. Her two nipples were hard and Lazarus’ hands couldn’t help but want to squeeze them both.

Lazarus quickly devoured Aimee’s breast and sucked it mercilessly, making Aimee moan again. The girl hugged Lazarus’ head and held his hair to keep Lazarus sucking on her. She did not understand the anatomy of the human body because what Lazarus had done to her breasts had almost the same effect on her lower body.

Aimee’s legs wrapped around Lazarus’ waist, allowing the man to feel the warmth of Aimee’s core, as his little brothers was already throbbing hard. Yet, he was still busy with both of Aimee’s breasts, but his hips were also thrusting and pressing against Aimee’s body.

"This is not fair. When will you take off all your clothes?" Aimee asked, trying to keep Lazarus’ face away from her breasts.

Lazarus stood up and looked at the part of his pants.

"You’re really impatient, aren’t you?" Lazarus asked, while chuckling at seeing Aimee was in such a hurry.

"Okay, if that’s what you want... I’ll give it to you too," Lazarus said as he unzipped his pants.

Aimee’s eyes widened in surprise seeing the object hanging above her stomach. She ... had seen a man’s penis. In biology class at the academy, she learned about the anatomy of the human body. Then, in the last year of her school too, Aimee met with several frozen corpses of men and saw their penis.

Aimee thought all men’s sizes would be the same, but... "How could it be this big?" Aimee unconsciously asked, making Lazarus licked his lips to hold back a laugh.

"Why? You want to stop?" Lazarus asked, asking the same question that Aimee had used a moment ago.