Giselle, panting heavily, laid close beside him, wrapping her arms around his chest. "As you wish, good sir," she said, before giving his pointed ear a lick, sending shivers down his spine.
Adrian's sleep was deep, but not pleasant; his mind was beset by more visions, of his sister, screaming in horror as some shadow surrounded her, of Teleyna, swallowed up and snatched away by the shadows, and of Castiana, wielding a blade against the shadows, blazing like a torch against it. He also saw Giselle; she smiled sweetly at her, and he reached out and touched her, but as he did so, his hand left a black mark on her flesh. She recoiled back from him in shock and terror, but then the shadows were upon her...
He awoke, suddenly, sucking in a breath. Before he had time to process his visions, he registered a throbbing, pleasurable pressure in his crotch, and heard a loud, wet sucking sound. Looking down, he saw Giselle, her nude body bathed in the fiery light of dawn, on her hands and knees between his legs, her hair cascading over her shoulders as she sucked his cock.