Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 171: Kissing Session In The Library

Ronan threw Lazarus away. Lucas bowed his head in respect of the king’s presence.

"Where is Arielle?" Ronan asked impatiently.

"The princess is studying in the library," Lucas replied.

Without waiting any longer, Ronan walked briskly towards the library. The guard saw the king was walking quickly toward him and immediately opened the library door.

Ronan looked around and found three students who were surprised by the presence of the king. Likewise, the librarian who was sitting behind the front desk. Ronan signaled them all to get out. After everyone got out, he scanned the first floor again and didn’t find Arielle there.

The man slowly walked up the stairs. His smile bloomed when he saw Arielle sitting with her back to him while placing a book on her lap. He came closer and removed the cloth covering his face. The girl looked so focused that she didn’t hear Ronan’s footsteps hitting the floor.

Ronan used the opportunity to sneak up behind Arielle. He immediately kissed the girl’s exposed nape. Arielle jumped in surprise and dropped the book she was reading. Ronan immediately hugged the girl from behind.

"It’s me, your husband-to-be," said the man, laughing a little.

Arielle turned quickly and found Ronan, who was smiling broadly. The girl pressed her chest. She thought her heart almost dropped to the floor.

"You surprised me."

"I’m sorry," said the man, who then buried his face in the crook of Arielle’s neck from behind.

Ronan hadn’t seen Arielle for a few days, but he already missed her very much. He let out a long sigh, thinking about his fate when he had to return Arielle to Nieverdell as per her father’s request.

Ronan was indeed capable of granting all of King Hugo’s wishes. Still, getting everything ready would take some time. Meanwhile, King Hugo asked Arielle to be returned within ten days.

Ronan tightened his grip even more. He didn’t want Arielle to go. The carriage journey took three days, which meant Ronan had to let Arielle go before his birthday. He also doubted if Arielle knew, in a week, he would have his birthday.

Actually, Ronan never cared about birthday celebrations, but this time was different. He wanted to spend time with Arielle as a gift to himself.

If he normally would have spent time with Kael, William, and Lazarus, now he had changed his plans. He wanted to take Arielle to Frostmount. Unfortunately, the plan needed to be postponed due to King Hugo’s request.

If only Ronan could marry without the consent of the king of Nieverdell, surely he and Arielle would be married by now. However, both Priest Elis and Priest Louise wanted him to respect royal protocol.

The next few days already looked really tough for Ronan.

Arielle reached out to stroke Ronan’s hair which felt longer than usual, even though they had not seen each other only for a few days. Arielle let go of Ronan’s arms and then turned to face the man.

"Hmm?" asked Ronan feeling confused as Arielle looked at him so intensely.

"Is there something wrong with my face?" asked the man, who then touched his own face.

Arielle ran her hand to check the man’s hair. Perhaps, because Ronan’s hair had not been gelled and combed neatly, as usual, the man’s face looked younger. Arielle gently pulled Ronan’s front hair, which was now touching the tip of his nose.

"My hair is long, huh?" asked Ronan. Arielle nodded in response.

The girl touched Ronan’s chin and jaw, which were rough with stubble. They tickled the palms of her hands. Ronan closed his eyes to enjoy Arielle’s warm touch.

"I miss you," the man whispered, making Arielle smile.

"I miss you too," Arielle replied.

Ronan opened his eyes and looked at Arielle sharply. His gaze dropped to Arielle’s luscious lips which looked so red today. The man grabbed Arielle’s body to put her on his lap.

"Kiss me," he ordered. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

Arielle touched Ronan’s face with both hands. The girl held Ronan’s face from coming closer. Arielle looked around, making Ronan laugh.

"We’re all alone here," he said casually.

"But I saw that there were some students on the first floor," said the girl hesitantly.

"I’ve kicked them all out. Now, kiss me."

Arielle turned to the man and gave him a long kiss. When she lifted her face, Ronan still closed his eyes and pursed his lips for another kiss. Arielle then gave him another kiss.

The girl looked at Ronan’s face doubtfully. It seemed like he didn’t want a kiss like that. Arielle’s face reddened when Ronan opened his eyes slightly, still waiting for her kiss on his lips. Arielle opened her lips slightly and licked Ronan’s lips slowly. Ronan then responded and kiss her back, gently.

Arielle tilted her face slightly so she could kiss him more easily. Ronan opened his mouth to respond. He pulled Arielle’s body closer to his body. He didn’t want any distance. Ronan wanted to touch Arielle completely.

Ronan lifted Arielle’s body again and laid her down on the sofa. When Arielle wanted to get up, the man pinned the girl’s hands above her head. Arielle tried to end their kissing session, but Ronan was not satisfied. After feeling that Arielle was no longer fighting, the man touched the girl’s hips and pressed on her body to get Arielle’s body warmth.

He lowered the kiss and peppered her neck with kisses. Arielle was tickled by Ronan’s growing beard touching her delicate skin.

"Ronan... Stop...." Arielle asked, with a chuckle. Ronan raised his face in confusion. He was confused why Arielle actually laughed and didn’t moan like usual? He looked at Arielle until the girl stopped laughing.

Arielle’s breath hitched. She also let out a long sigh because Ronan had stopped fondling her. After Arielle stopped laughing, Ronan kissed her neck again, and Arielle giggled again in amusement.

Ronan blinked his eyes, seeing several thin red lines on Arielle’s smooth skin.

"Does my beard tickle you?" he asked, touching his own beard and feeling a rough sensation there.

Arielle nodded. That didn’t stop Ronan from wanting to pounce on her. Instead, he wanted to tease Arielle even more. Arielle immediately pushed Ronan’s face away when Ronan rubbed his rough cheek against the sensitive skin of Aerielle’s neck.