A Dream?

The man nodded with a subtle smile as he removed his robes and pants, letting a thick, erect dick pop out.

Olivia had her eyes shudder at the sight of such a majestic yet terrifying thing.

She couldn't believe she just asked a stranger to take her virginity and didn't even know if his big thing would even fit inside her.

The man parted her legs and leaned forward, caressing her face as he whispered softly, "This might hurt a bit but I will be gentle. Don't worry."

Olivia nodded as she held her breath as she felt his hot sword slowly penetrating her virgin cave.

"HyAn!~" Olivia's eyes widened and let out a loud moan of pain and pleasure when he suddenly thrust into her all the way until she felt his hot meatrod touching the deepest part of her cave.

"Are you alright? I have to move to make this work but you can tell me when it's fine," The man gently whispered into her ears.

Olivia's grimace softened as she slowly nodded, her face flushed red, "Y…You can move…"

"HnGnn~hNnn~" As he began to move, his hot dick slipped in and out of her pussy as blood trickled down her cave while long, oily moans began to escape from the back of her throat.

Olivia found her senses heightened by the process. She could feel him inside her, his hot sword driving her heart to race.

Her breath hitched as soft, seductive moans continued to breathe out of her mouth, and she could feel her body tremble with anticipation, fear, and a strange sense of excitement.

His hands slowly crawled up hers and entwined with her fingers as he whispered with a smile, "Look into my eyes. Everything will be alright," His voice was gentle and soothing.

Something in his tone made her feel safe. She turned her eyes towards him, meeting his deep, black gaze. The world around them seemed to blur and fade, leaving only the two of them in their own shared reality. Her body slowly began to relax as she looked into his eyes, a feeling taking root in her that was stronger than anything she had ever experienced.

She could feel a strange sensation spreading throughout her body, a warmth that started to consume her.

Her heart pounded in her chest, and she couldn't help the deep blush that spread across her cheeks.

She could feel his warm energy dissolving the poison in her body, his essence filling her, the pain she had been feeling slowly began to recede.

She could feel a transformation happening within her. It was as if his essence was giving life to her weakening body, restoring her vitality and making her feel good in a way she couldn't explain. Her blood seemed to hum and dance under her skin, a pulsating warmth pooling in her lower abdomen.

The feelings were new, foreign, yet strangely intoxicating. Her mind was getting hazy, her vision blurring at the edges, yet she couldn't bring herself to break the eye contact they held. His face was the only clear thing in her sight - the look of focus and determination etched on his features.

A part of her wanted to stay awake, to not stop what she was experiencing right now, but her body had other plans. Fatigue was setting in, her eyelids growing heavy, as the relief from pain was replaced by an overwhelming drowsiness.

With one last look at the man who had saved her, she succumbed to the darkness pulling her in, her body going limp.

****

Slowly, Olivia regained her senses, her memories of the previous events flooding back. She remembered the fear, the pain, and the stranger who had saved her. Her cheeks flamed red as she remembered the intimate moment they shared while he treated her. Sitting upright with a gasp, she found herself in a familiar environment - her room in the palace.

She ran her hands over her body, her fingertips brushing against the fabric of her usual clothes. She wasn't naked at all.

This was unexpected. How did she get here? And where was the man?

Just as these questions swirled in her mind, a familiar voice rang in her ears.

"Olivia. How are you feeling?" Her mother, Nadia, was approaching her with a concerned expression. Her beautiful blue eyes were filled with worry, and her long white hair was slightly disheveled, hinting at her anxiety.

Nadia sat down beside her on the bed, her hand gently cupping Olivia's face. There were tears in her eyes, tears of relief. "Are you feeling better now, dear?" she asked, her voice shaky with a mix of fear and relief.

Olivia looked at her mother, her mind still trying to make sense of her surroundings, "Mother, what... what happened? How did I get here?" she stammered out, her voice still weak from the ordeal.

She wondered if it was all a dream, her time in the portal and her encounters with the mysterious man.

But she didn't want to believe that because everything she remembered felt too real and not vague at all. Whatever happened with him, definitely wasn't her imagination.

After assessing that Olivia was indeed okay, Nadia exhaled a sigh of relief. However, this relief soon gave way to the stern countenance of a mother. Shaking her head disapprovingly, she fixed Olivia with a chiding look.

"Olivia, what were you thinking? Tricking your parents and going into the Labyrinth of Doom alone...Do you realize how dangerous that was? Had it not been for the group of adventurers who saw you unconscious and brought you out, we don't even want to imagine what could have happened. You should consider yourself fortunate that only your knee got injured," Her voice was firm yet laced with concern.

Olivia was taken aback by this revelation, "Was I the only one who came out unconscious?" she inquired, her eyes wide with surprise.

Nadia nodded, her eyebrows furrowing in concern. "Yes, you were the only one. You were the only one audacious enough to enter the labyrinth alone. Why? Were you expecting someone else to come out with you?"