The Marked of A Vamwitch

JACOB moaned while watching the beautiful woman near the colorful waterfalls surrounded by beautiful flowers. It looked like a paradise in his eyes as the sun rose.

Her mouth bent with a sweet grin. Control exuded from her. Every inch like a ruler goddess. He moved forward. When he came to her, he dropped to his knees, looking up at her beautiful face for a minute from that respectful position. He noticed the rounded of her abdomen, the rise and fall of her breasts, and the line of her hip and thigh, so near yet so far.

She was wearing a sheer white dress, hugging her curvy body, although it could not hide the fact that she was pregnant. She was getting out of the stream with her clothes clad to her body. It seemed like she had just finished bathing.

Jacob gasped when she saw her face in pain. Her hand went to her tummy, and she slowly sat down in the rocky and stony part of the stream of water.