Garek wakes her up

A feeling of unexpected warmth rouses Ciri from her sleep. Half between slumber and wakefulness, she becomes aware of something hard and thick moving between her legs. Her eyes open slowly, and there she sees Garek above her, his gaze locked on her face as he penetrates her. She stares at him in shock, her heart racing. However, he just grins and winks at her. "Awake already, Ciri?" he asks with a mischievous grin. "You were so wet, I couldn't resist the temptation. You must have been having a nice dream." He moves inside her, his member sliding into her with slow, pleasurable thrusts, teasing her insides and filling her with warmth and desire. Confused, she asks with a trembling voice, "Why... Why are you doing this, Garek?" She's not fully awake yet, but her body reacts intensely to his touches. Her breathing is irregular, her hips involuntarily moving against his, and she feels his length continue to fill her. He chuckles quietly, replying with a cheeky twinkle in his eyes, "I just wanted to give you a good morning. Should I stop?" And although part of her screams that she should protest, she can't deny how good it feels. The curse that Leni cast on her transforms her resistance into insatiable desire. "No... keep going. Go faster," she gasps, her voice filled with longing. Garek's hands grip her hips tightly, and he begins to thrust into her more quickly. His tip rubs against her G-spot with each thrust, and every touch elicits a throaty moan from her. Garek laughs breathlessly as he notices her reaction. "You love this, don't you?" he asks, his movements becoming more determined. All she can do is moan and thrust back against him. The rising pleasure inside her is too intense, too overwhelming. She feels an orgasm building within her, like a massive wave about to crash over her. "I'm close..." Garek groans, his movements becoming even harder, deeper.

"Yes... yes..." Ciri moans, her fingers digging into the ground. Garek thrusts a few more times before finally exploding inside her, his seed hot and pulsing in her core. With a guttural moan, Ciri is also swept away by her climax. Her body convulses and writhes beneath him as waves of pleasure flow through her. Her breath comes quickly and uncontrolled, her heart pounding in her chest. As the last aftershocks of her orgasm subside, Garek slowly pulls out of her. His breathing is heavy, his body glistening with sweat. Ciri is left panting and satisfied. She feels strangely content, her body glowing with gratification. She looks at Garek, her eyes relieved and fulfilled. "So..." Garek says, his grin wide and satisfied. "A good morning, isn't it?" Ciri can only nod and recline, enjoying the aftermath of her awakening.