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

"When I fuck you so fast that it makes a sound of clap clap clap!" Ronan kept the knife for a while, then clapped his hands very loudly to show it to Arielle the sound of their bodies clapping. Arielle's face was now bright red. She could no longer answer or stop the man's words. She buried her face in Ronan's broad back. Even though they were only the two of them, talking about it like this still made Arielle feel embarrassed.

"When I fuck you, I'm often confused because you're always on the opposite side."

"I mean… sometimes you say… Ah, Ronan… stop! Yes, yes, yes, keep it like that! Or Ronan, you're too fast… yes.. No-no… Ronan, keep going…"

"I'm confused. What exactly do you want? Do you want me to do it hard or gently?" asked Ronan as he cut the hinges of the wood to form a link so that in the future he wouldn't have to worry about slipping out again when there was a rough movement.

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