~*^Prologue-The Dreams^*~
I tossed and turned in my bed, trapped in a dream. Sheets tangled around my naked, sweaty body. Soft, tortured moans escaped my full lips. "No...please..." Barely audible words.
I looked around me, uneasily. 'Where the hell am I,' I wondered to myself, my flesh felt as if it was on fire. Intense pain. All I could see was blackness. Fear. Tears streamed down my face, confusion sunk in.
"Fever," said a low husky voice. Before me appeared an elf, with dark skin and raven hair. A towel wrapped around his waist. I looked up at him, feeling his eyes roam my naked body. He moved closer, stopped mere inches before me.
"You are going to be ok, my love." His head bent, I could feel his soft lips touch my breast. The cool wetness from his kiss eased my pain. I inhaled sharply, a new heat had took over. One of desire. One of heated passion.