Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 497: Touch Yourself **

Hearing Ronan swear made Arielle even more excited. She put her wet index finger into her own vagina. Feeling her finger was not long enough, she replaced it with her middle finger. Arielle, who was bending her body, continued to play with her fingers, while imagining her husband’s long, big, and rough fingers were inside her body.

Sweat trickled down her temples as she suppressed her moans. Arielle bit her pillow harder when she felt her vagina clamp her own fingers hard. She put it deeper, trying to find the sweet spot that Ronan always touched. The spot that would drive her crazy.

(Ahh!)

(You touched your own g-spot, huh?) Ronan asked. He kept listening to how Arielle’s head was full of sexy moans. Surely, his wife was holding her moans, so she moaned in her head instead.

Arielle nodded in agreement, but she forgot that Ronan couldn’t see her right now.

(Ronan, your finger... can I add one more?) Arielle asked because she missed Ronan’s big finger.

Ronan cursed and looked up, imagining Arielle masturbating in front of him. He could visualize how the girl’s vagina glistened with the wet liquid that made it shiny. Then, Ronan opened his mouth, imagining himself licking all the liquid. He cleaned each side to the deepest part using his tongue.

(Are on your knees, Arielle?)

(Yes, Ronan. I’m on my knees)

Ronan moved his hand on his dick faster.

(You can add one more finger. Put it in deeper and feel how wet your inside is. Tell me, Arielle. Tell me what you feel right now)

Arielle put another finger in and moved them in and out while imagining Ronan’s penis entering her from the back.

(Could you do it faster, Ronan?)

Damn, it looked like Arielle was imagining him fucking her right now. Great, Ronan liked it.

(Yeah, take this. I’ll fuck you faster and deeper! Fuck, you’re so sexy, sweetheart. Keep talking!)

(Ah... Ronan... you touch it. I’ll come!)

(No way! You can’t come until I allow you!) Ronan’s orders made Arielle’s legs get weaker.

The girl’s hips moved for pleasure. The friction of her hardened nipples against the cloth of her clothes made her whole body aroused. Arielle sat with her knees folded on both sides of her body. Her hands were still playing with her own vagina.

She moved on top of Ronan’s dick, feeling her vagina walls being stretched open by the man’s huge lenght. Arielle touched every part of her vagina while imagining how big Ronan was until it touched every part of her, to the deepest part of her body.

(You put in two fingers now? Put another one, baby. You know my dick is bigger than your two fingers, right ?)

(Yes, I want it...)

(Good, move your hips Arielle, up and down, back and forth, spin and steer me)

(Oh, Ronan!)

(Arielle) Ronan whispered. He was getting more and more aroused at the thought of Arielle satisfying herself in front of him. He imagined Arielle’s legs wide open in front of him. He watched how his wife’s slender fingers went inside her own, searching for her own pleasure with both of them looking at each other intensely.

Ronan would remember this night. When Arielle came back later, he would tease the girl. He would make Arielle do that in front of him.

Fantasizing that made his dick get even hard, as if it was about to burst. He imagined Arielle here, on his bed, giving a seductive look while saying that she wanted it. The girl wanted his dick to fuck her deeper.

(Ronan, I want you deeper)

Holy shit! Ronan was just imagining it, but Arielle voiced his fantasy. The girl’s moans echoed inside his head. He squeezed his penis tighter because he was aching for Arielle’s warmth so much. The further Ronan fantasized it, the more real he could feel it. He could even faintly smell Arielle’s scent around him.

It sounded like Arielle had reached her climax, but Ronan was far from satisfied.

(Ronan) Arielle called.

(Yes, Arielle) He replied with a hitched breath.

Come here, baby, Ronan thought. He wanted Arielle to hurry back.

(Is it warm in there?) Arielle asked, and Ronan answered with a groan.

(Yes, but your mouth is warmer)

Ronan imagined Arielle’s smiling face. He opened Arielle’s mouth, giving her a wild kiss. Ronan’s breath hitched at the thought of their tongues intertwining.

(Yeah, your warmest mouth) He mumbled, making Arielle laugh on the other end.

(Hmm.... You still doing it?) Arielle asked.

(Yeah, alone, using my hands. If you were here, I’d like your mouth to suck me)

(Using my tongue while sucking it?)

(Fuccck... Arielle...my imagination is running wild now)

(You want to use my mouth because it’s warmer?) Arielle asked, making Ronan move his hand harder.

(Oh, baby... sweetheart. Your mouth is so naughty. I really want to punish it)

(Ronan... me too... I want to taste you)

Fuck. Yes! Ronan groaned at the thought of Arielle’s body in front of him. He pulled her then fucked the girl roughly. His hips moved fast as the wet walls of Arielle’s vagina clamped his lenght tightly, giving her incomparable warmth. Ronan kept doing it until he thrust it harder and harder.

Arielle’s call while moaning made Ronan’s knees go weak. He squeezed his penis harder and thrust it into Arielle’s vagina with full force while shooting all his sperm in Arielle’s womb.

(Oh, fuck!)

Ronan opened his eyes and saw what was happening. His hands were full of his spilled sperm. Some even fell on the table. Shit. The man immediately got up and checked Arielle’s paintings. Fortunately, it wasn’t stained with his cum.

(How was it?) Arielle asked.

(I want you. Well, I can finally reach my climax, but it feels different if it’s not with you) Ronan replied as he wiped the rest of his sperm that was on the table, couch, and body.

(I think I need another shower, Arielle. But this time I need a cold shower)

Arielle chuckled. She had also reached her climax long before Ronan finished his activities. The girl helped her husband by answering the man’s questions more seductively.

Arielle shook her head because she felt that when they met again later, she might be bullied by Ronan endlessly.

Arielle also stood up to clean her hands.

(Ronan, I need to go back to sleep. Tomorrow I have to practice again.)

(Alright, sweetheart. I’ll always be waiting for your call)

(Good night, Ronan)

(Good night, sweetheart. I love you. Sweet dreams.)

(You too... thanks for just now. I... feel lighter now)

Ronan who turned on the cold water faucet smiled.

(Call me if you need my help on doing it again. I’d be happy to hear your moans. Or... do you want to do it once more?)

(Ronan!)

Ronan chuckled. (I’m just kidding. You go to sleep. I’ll clean my body again and cool this dirty head of mine off then get back to work)

(You should sleep too!)

(Yeah, sure, but after I’ve cleaned up a few things. Good night, wifey)

(Good night, husband) 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Ronan plunged his body into cold water. His body still felt hot from the masturbation session earlier. He made notes to himself. Ronan rubbed his face and smirked mischievously behind his hand. He would make Arielle satisfy herself in front of him later when the girl came back.