Loving The Cursed Werewolf King-Chapter 718: Ronan Make Arielle Sad

Ronan pulled Arielle’s waist closer and pinned her down on the bed. His hands touched the girl’s thighs, stroking it a few times before parting them so that he could position himself between her open legs.

As Ronan came closer, Arielle could smell the sweet fragrance of wine. The man must have taken another contraceptive pill before visiting his room. Even though the two of them had agreed that they were ready to have children, Ronan was often carried away by his old habit of drinking potions before making love.

Besides, Ronan said that they had to finish their business in Thebis first so they could look after their children in peace.

Arielle could understand it. Although the man uttered various logical reasons, he basically wasn’t sure whether he was ready or not, and Arielle didn’t mind it. She just needed to be patient and slowly convinced her husband.

Ronan repealed the distance between them and started to kiss the girl gently. Arielle raised her hands, wrapped them around Ronan’s neck, ran her fingers on the man’s cold thick hair slowly.

Ronan bit Arielle’s lower lip, parting his wife’s lips so he could deepen their kiss. It started with his tongue teasing Arielle’s lips until the girl opened her lips and gave him access to play with her tongue.

"Hm..."

Arielle started to let out a soft moan when Ronan ran his hand against her soft skin, pulling the dress and squeezing her buttocks.

Arielle put her hand on Ronan’s lips and pushed him a bit so she could breathe. Ronan stuck out his tongue, slowly biting Arielle’s finger then continued to give lots of wet kisses on the girl’s palms.

It reminded Arielle of the beginning of the indirect kiss that Ronan did to her long ago.

Back then Ronan had just finished catching the bunnies, and the man suddenly licked her palm, making Arielle overwhelmed as she had never been treated like that by a man before.

For the first time, her heart was beating fast. She was overwhelmed with a new feeling. Arielle put her index finger on Ronan’s lips who was about to come closer for another kiss. The man’s mouth never stopped exploring her body, giving her lots of pleasure.

Arielle had been thinking about this since this afternoon.

When Ronan was having a discussion with William, Princess Zohra, and Grandmother Berth, Arielle was thinking about what her husband liked when they made love.

Arielle had written down many things.

The man was kind enough to listen to all of her requests to the point where Arielle felt that Ronan always held back for her sake. Ronan also liked to dominate her. The man often made her almost cry, but he would stop when Arielle asked him to stop. Even when Ronan was under her, the man restrained her body so that she couldn’t move, and he would move as he pleased.

Then... Ronan also didn’t care about places where they could make love. The man didn’t mind it at all if they made love in front of a wide-open window, but Arielle didn’t like that. It made her uncomfortable.

Ronan always acted like a predator playing with his prey even though in the end, he would give in and put Arielle’s wishes first. It was at a time like that did she think ... Perhaps Ronan had restrained himself from making her uncomfortable.

When Arielle thought about it this afternoon, she thought that it was very unfair to him. She felt like a selfish person who only thought about herself.

And tonight, Arielle wanted to talk about it properly.

"Ronan, can we talk for a minute?" asked Arielle in between their kisses because Ronan didn’t stop touching her.

"What?"

"About ... ah ... that this morning."

"Mmmh... Fuck... I still want to kiss you."

"Sorry, but... do you have a particular interest in making love?" Arielle asked shyly. Even her cheeks got even redder than before.

Hearing Arielle’s question that was so bold, Ronan stopped and raised his head to look the girl directly in the eye.

His sparkling red irises met directly with Arielle’s crystal clear blue irises.

"Hmm? What do you mean?" Ronan asked, pretending not to understand what Arielle was saying.

"Ermm.. that... This morning you said that there are lots of people out there who like certain things when they make love, like... with pain, role playing... and others. Then... I wonder what your sexual preference is," Arielle replied shyly while averting her eyes because her face felt so hot even though she wasn’t activating her power at the moment.

"Ah, that... I don’t think much of it. I’ll go along with what you want," Ronan answered in passing. His eyes moved relentlessly because he was lying at the moment.

Of course, Ronan had things he liked and enjoyed the most. However, he knew that what he wanted would make Arielle uncomfortable. His beloved wife was so gentle, and Ronan didn’t want to hurt and traumatize her.

Arielle cupped Ronan’s face one more time, then led the man to look at her again.

"You are lying. You have things you want to do with me, right? Tell me, Ronan. Maybe... maybe I can help you?"

Ronan got up and scratched his hair. Arielle also got up while waiting for her husband’s answer.

"No, Arielle. You know, I’m being honest when I say that I have absolutely no complaints about our sexual relationship. I’m really satisfied."

Arielle pouted her lips. She pulled up her legs and folded her arms in front of her chest.

"Even though I want us both to be satisfied."

Seeing his wife who was pouting, Ronan came closer and kissed her shoulder, seeking attention.

"But, I’m telling the truth when I said I’m satisfied with what we’ve done so far."

"You make me sad, Ronan," Arielle mumbled in a sad tone that surprised the man.

"Sad? Why?"

"Because you don’t want to tell me your wishes. I also want to make you happy. Sometimes I think that you sacrificed a lot more than me."