Yearning For Her

by Tiffany Roberts

“I’d be hollow without you, Willow. Just like I was for all those years before I found you. You gave me what I wanted.” Kian drew back and met her eyes once more. “You taught me to love, my little mortal. And I love you.”

“I didn’t understand then. Even when I found you again, even when I realized you were my mate, I didn’t truly understand. But I do now. My soul itself yearned for you, Willow, because you were meant to be mine. Because you are mine.”

“You haunted me then, and you haunt me now.” Finally, he reached her, and caught her chin with his fingers. “How could I ever do you justice on a canvas? A dozen paintings, a hundred, a thousand… I will never be able to encompass all of who you are. “I cannot even choose which of your features is my favorite. Is it these eyes, that sparkle when you laugh?”

thumb. “These soft lips, that can disarm me with a single smile or crush me with the slightest frown? Your hair, as vibrant as your soul, or your hands, so gentle but sure? It is an impossible choice. But if I had to choose, Willow… I would choose your heart. With all its joy, all its compassion, all its love. Your heart, which leads you to put others before yourself. Your mortal heart, which has claimed mine completely.”

“I have met many beautiful creatures, Willow. But you are the only one I’ve known who is utterly captivating both inside and out. You shine brighter than all the rest, be they mortal or fae.”

“By light of moon and stars, Willow, I will make you mine.”

“My sweet, beautiful Willow,” he rumbled, caressing her cheek with his thumb. “Eternity is not nearly long enough a time to love you, but I will savor every fucking moment of it.”