Wanting Her

ZAVION

I was never looking for her then why do I feel like my search has ended on her?

I am watching her from my window as she played with the kids in the garden. She is beautiful. I cannot help but wonder how someone this beautiful can be a mere human. Her beauty is divine. From her heaven-spun tresses to her sweet delicate lips, she was dazzling.

The troublesome woman was spinning her daughter, her face was tilted upward, exposing her swan-like neck. I ground my jaw as an urge to bite into that throat gripped me hard. So soft and flawless. My canines were aching to sink into her sweet flesh and put my marks all over her milky white skin. I had no idea why I was having these irrational desires for her. Why I was craving her so bad but I knew one thing that these desires were only growing stronger with each passing day. More relentless. She was fucking with my head. My eyes, unable to stop, raked over her frame for the hundredth time. She was smiling, blinding the world with its brigh