The black-haired beauty was feeling strange, her mind foggy while her body was overwhelmed by unfamiliar sensations.
Had she died?
No... It was more like a dream.
She saw a young man, more beautiful than anything she had ever seen in her life, in his hands a sword, powerful and imposing.
She recognized that weapon, she had seen countless paintings of it and dreamt of it many nights...
The heaven-defying thunder sword?
No... It couldn't be.
It was a dream, she was sure of it.
Her consciousness faded again, reawakening as she felt a strong touch wrapping around her defined waist, her large, heavy breasts pressing against a powerful, masculine chest.
It was strange, she felt her body burn, a sensation she had never experienced in her entire life taking hold of her.
What was that feeling?
That heat wasn't bad, not in an uncomfortable way, it wasn't something she wanted to push away, it was just strange.
