Yearning For Her

by Tiffany Roberts

All the people I’ve fucked, and now fate is fucking me.

Kian opened his eyes. “Sorry, Violet. One night wasn’t enough. You’re still mine.”

“I want your pleasure. I want you to writhe in ecstasy, to scream my name, to claw at my skin. I want you to come undone. And then I want to do it again, and again, and again, because you have made me yearn like never before.”

“Give me a chance,” he whispered before brushing his lips over her forehead. “Show me. Teach me about mortal love. Teach me how to love you.”

“I already told you what I really want, Kian. Love. I want the love of someone who will be there for me when I feel like the world is breaking apart around me. Someone who will share not just joy and laughter, but sorrow and pain. Someone who will fight with me but love me all the more for it.” Tears stung her eyes. “I want someone who will still want me when I’m wrinkled and old, who will love me until my final breath.”

“Reality is even stranger than your books, isn’t it?” “Not unless half-spider, half-humanoid creatures exist too.”

“I could spend a hundred thousand years walking every realm and never find another soul as beautiful as yours.”

“Call me a liar, mortal. Call me a fool,” he said, moving the cloth over her sex. He gently pressed down on her clit. Her breath hitched, and he held her gaze. “So long as you call me yours, I don’t care.”