Gigi_Saga

Can she melt the ice in Northendell... and his heart?

Arielle is the forgotten princess of the Nieverdell, a country blessed with the warm sun all year round. She was sacrificed by her family to become the prisoner of the Northendell Kingdom because of the sins of her brother, the crown prince.

In the kingdom covered by eternal ice, Arielle met King Ronan D. Blackthorn, a man full of mystery. 

King Ronan was cursed. On a full moon, he would lose his human side and turn into a werewolf. Weirdly enough, ever since Arielle stepped into his life, he could slowly control his animal instincts.

But great power came with its own consequences. Arielle and Ronan were faced with a difficult choice:

Lift his curse or lose Arielle forever.

Loving The Cursed Werewolf King

"I'm not done yet, Arielle. Don't feel relieved just yet."

Ronan lowered his face, sucking on Arielle's nipples which were also starting to harden. He played with it gently, while his other hand moved to play with Arielle's other nipple. Ronan licked, sucked, slid his tongue at the girl's areola. He felt thirsty and continued to suck on Arielle's nipples until they turned red.

Arielle didn't know what to focus on. Ronan sucked her nipples very skillfully. At the same time, the man thrust his hips without rest.

The wind that blew through the gap did not make them cold. The sound of skin blending against each other, the wet sound and the smell of their bodies bonding together made their communication perfectly linked.

(Ugh I'm going crazy! I'm about to climax again!) shouted Arielle in her head.

(Arielle…. Arielle… fuck… Arielle…)

Marking Procession II **