Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 432: The Disturbance **

Lazarus didn’t know whether he should feel grateful or sad. He was quite relieved to hear that because it meant that he still had freedom without having to become a father by force. However... if it was with Aimee... Lazarus wanted to do it.

He shook his head to brush off the image. He didn’t know where his relationship with Aimee would go in the future. However, if it’s Aimee... Lazarus had no problem being a father. Just imagining that made Lazarus blush.

He saw Aimee’s body glow under the light of the room. The sweat made Aimee’s skin glowing. Lazarus touched Aimee’s thighs again as he bent his body towards Aimee, signaling the girl to do the second round.

"So... can I do it again? Round two?" Lazarus asked carefully. He didn’t want to upset Aimee tonight.

Aimee smiled, making Lazarus’ heart beat really fast.

"Of course, if you are still capable of doing it," she replied, making Lazarus excited again. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Lazarus immediately pounced on Aimee and gave the girl many kisses until....

Knock! Koock! Knock!

There was a knock on Lazarus’ door. It made Lazarus and Aimee turn their heads towards the door. Aimee hurriedly covered Lazarus’ mouth before the man gave a strange answer that made everyone out there suspicious.

"If you said I was here, I’ll kill you," Aimee threatened to frighten Lazarus. The man nodded in understanding.

Aimee took all her clothes lying on the floor, then opened Lazarus’ cupboard. She didn’t know where she should hide, then she chose to go up to the middle, where there were no clothes.

The bottom part was filled with Lazarus’ clothes, and Aimee didn’t want to dirty the man’s clothes. She went up and closed the cupboard door. Lazarus, who saw that, was amazed, and he couldn’t stop laughing.

Another knock on the door made Lazarus curse, and he immediately put his trousers back on. With his clothes unbuttoned, he opened the door.

"It is strange for you to lock your bedroom door," William said.

"I was sick, you fool. I wanted to rest without being disturbed. What are you doing here again?"

"Oh, I want to get the rest of the bottle of whiskey I had drank. There’s still half a bottle left," William replied while scratching his head.

Lazarus immediately stretched his legs to stop William from entering his room. William, who had never been prohibited from entering by Lazarus, frowned. So far, Lazarus’ room had been like a public facility that had never been guarded.

He even saw Lazarus having sex with two women once. The man didn’t care about it and let William just go inside to pick up his belongings that were left behind in the room. Now, why did Lazarus suddenly prevent him from entering?

"Why? You’re not on drugs, are you?" William raised a brow.

"I’m sick, William!" said Lazarus, who couldn’t wait to kick William out.

"I know. That’s why I’m going to get the whiskey bottle myself. You rest in your bed. Oh, by the way, what did you do to Aimee that she hit you? Because there are only the two of us here, no Ronan or Kael, you can freely tell me."

"Ugh... I just want you to go now. I’ll tell you tomorrow!" Lazarus replied while pushing William’s body away from his room.

"Go!" Lazarus got William out of the room and closed the door tightly.

"But the whiskey bottle!" William shouted, making Lazarus feel irritated.

He also grabbed the bottle of whiskey from the table and then threw it at William, making William surprised. Luckily, William caught it properly, otherwise he would have lost the precious drink.

"You’re weird Lazarus. You’re hiding something, huh?"

"There isn’t anything I hide."

"Just see if you’re hiding something. I’ll report this to Aimee," William threatened him, to which Lazarus replied by closing the door again very tightly.

William looked at the door to Lazarus’ room.

"Huh? It’s strange that Aimee’s name has no effect on him?" he muttered in confusion. William shrugged his shoulders, then left Lazarus’ room after he got what he wanted.

Lazarus cursed in his room. He was annoyed because William had ruined his intimate atmosphere with Aimee. He rubbed his face. Perhaps this was how the others felt as he continued to annoy them, especially Ronan.

Lazarus often interrupted the man’s time with Princess Arielle, and Ronan always gave him a death glare. Now, Lazarus felt it, and he didn’t like it....

Lazarus opened his cupboard door and found Aimee sitting while hugging her knees. The girl was holding her dress in one hand. He felt very guilty. Seeing Aimee in such a condition made Lazarus want to hit William.

"I’m sorry for making you have to hide like this."

"William had left?"

"Yes."

"Then, I have to go back to my room."

Lazarus spread his arms to stop Aimee before coming down from his cupboard.

"I think you should stay here tonight," he said with a sharp look.

So, Aimee wanted to run away from him after their intimate night they had spent without increasing the duration of their play? No, he couldn’t let her go. Lazarus would not let Aimee return to her room tonight.

"Lazarus."

Lazarus was not intimidated by Aimee’s rebuke. Instead, he grabbed the dress Aimee put in front of her body and threw it back on the floor. He grabbed Aimee’s legs to face him, then kissed the girl in the narrow space.

Aimee wanted to refuse, but Lazarus kept biting her lip, asking Aimee to open her mouth. When Aimee was off guard, the man stuck his tongue in.

The two of them shared their saliva again, intertwining their tongues around each other to arouse the desire that had previously ruined because of William. Within seconds, Aimee wrapped her arms around Lazarus’ neck, and Lazarus felt his pants getting tight.

Lazarus lowered his hand to caress Aimee’s vagina gently. If earlier he was just playing outside, now Lazarus was putting his middle finger into the hole. Aimee moaned again as she felt the movement of Lazarus’ finger, which was quite large. Maybe not as big as the man’s penis, but the man’s middle finger moved in a strange way, making Aimee moan in pleasure.

Lazarus looked at Aimee’s face. It was full of lust. His breath hitched, and he pulled down his pants with one hand. Seeing Aimee close her eyes made Lazarus want to share the pleasure even more.

Now, Lazarus inserted his index finger as well and moved them more wildly, making Aimee bite one of Lazarus’ clothes to stop her from screaming as she reached her peak.

"Aimee... I also want it..."

Aimee’s chest moved up and down at the pleasure given by Lazarus’ two fingers. She bit her lip at the sight of Lazarus’ penis. It stood gallantly.

"Do you want to go back to bed?"

"Just let’s do it here," Lazarus replied impatiently.

Aimee also voluntarily spread her legs, making Lazarus want to faint at the beautiful sight in front of him.

"Aimee ... I will do it harder than before," said Lazarus, while pushing his penis into Aimee’s vagina.

When he moved his hips a few times, the door to his room was knocked again, causing Larus to curse loudly. Aimee, who was already flying high, was shocked, so she pushed Lazarus away, then closed the door of Lazarus’ cupboard again.

Lazarus cursed continuously as he pulled back his pants, which couldn’t hide his current erection. He violently opened the door in annoyance.

"FUCK YOU WILLIAM!?" Lazarus shouted, making the person who knocked on Lazarus’ door startle.

"William?" Kael asked in confusion.