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At first, everything was black. Then it abruptly felt like he was being flung through empty space at an unfathomable velocity.

Even after several times in an asari meld, sometimes with Liara and sometimes not, he was never quite prepared for the overwhelming sensation of it all. Perhaps asari were more capable of handling the onslaught of sensations that came from combining your consciousness with someone else, but Shepard felt like he needed a few more centuries of experience to find the process anything less than utterly nauseating.

Eventually, though, Liara directed Shepard's mind to where she wanted it: a memory shared between the two of them. Shepard knew it well. Knew it as one of the few moments of his life when his control had slipped. Why was Liara forcing him to re-experience it now?

It was in his cabin on the Normandy SR-2. But back when the vessel had been decorated with Cerberus symbols instead of the emblems of the Alliance. Liara had just returned from her tour of the ship, and they had indulged in some idle chat before Liara asked the important question.

"So, how are you doing, Shepard? I mean really. Not what you tell your squad to keep morale up," Liara's voice in his head. So strange to see her as she was back then. Not mutated by this bizarre Prothean device. Just Liara. The person who he had come to depend on so much during the trials of the last few years. And despite all she had done, still seeming so sweet and innocent.

But, as Shepard was about to learn, not so innocent after all.

He remembered thinking about his answer for a good long while. Finally, he let out a weary sigh. "To be honest, Liara... I'm frustrated as hell. The Alliance, the Council, all of them treating me like some sort of pariah. The only people actually willing to help me stop the Collectors are a bunch of anti-alien terrorists. And the people I thought I could rely on are..."

He hesitated then, Liara taking a step forward. "What's wrong, Shepard? You can tell me."

"I... I saw Ash," Shepard finally said. "She was angry with me. I guess she had a right to be, but still... why couldn't she trust me? I wouldn't be working with Cerberus if it wasn't the only option I had. I had hoped that she would come with me. That we could fight together, just like two years ago." Shaking his head, Shepard slumped against the wall and crossed his arms. "I just wish I could make her understand. Could talk to her."

There was silence between them for a long while, Liara's brow furrowing as she worked herself up to say the next words. The ones that would change their relationship forever. "Shepard, do you... do you ever think about the decision you made two years ago? That maybe... maybe you should have chosen differently?"

Shepard looked up from the floor, eyes questioning. "What are you talking about, Liara?"

"Well, it's like you said, isn't it?" Liara said, taking a tentative step towards him. "Ash has turned her back on you. Told you in no uncertain terms that she's not interested in helping you on your mission. But me... I'm here for you, Shepard. Maybe I can't come along with you, but I'm still on your side in spirit. Providing you all of the resources of the Shadow Broker without hesitation. Not to mention that I am the one who delivered you to Cerberus in the first place. I suppose you could say that... well, that you owe your life to me." Tilting her head downward, Liara looked up at Shepard and fluttered her lashes. "And I would do it again, Shepard. Without hesitation. Because I... love you."

"Liara, please," Shepard said, looking uncomfortable as he averted his eyes from hers. "Things are rough between me and Ash, but I still care about her. Maybe I might have feelings for you too but... there could never be anything between us."

Liara sighed, her expression downcast. "I suppose I knew that, Shepard. But even if I could never be the one you truly love, I still do care about you. That will never change. And that's why I... I want to give you something, Shepard. What Ash won't give you, but what I know that you truly want."

Shepard looked back up at her, skepticism on his face. "What do you know about what I want?"

Liara responded to this with an impish giggle. "Remember, Shepard: I've been in your mind. Our consciousnesses have been linked together. I've seen all of your desires, from the boring and mundane to the tawdry and obscene. I know all of your cravings, every last one of them."

"You... you've spied on my thoughts?" Shepard asked, a hint of wounded anger in his tone.

"It's not a matter of spying, Shepard," Liara responded. "It's just a natural consequence of the link between our minds. I see everything, whether I want to or not." Taking another step forward, she dropped her voice down to a low, husky whisper. "So, I know what you want, Shepard. And what you need. And what you need right now... is this."

And before Shepard knew what was happening, Liara was reaching behind her back. There was the light sound of a zipper being pulled down, and then Liara's dress was sliding to the floor. Shepard moved backwards in surprise, almost tripping over a table as Liara stood before him, wearing nothing but a pair of lacy white panties and her high-heeled shoes.

"No, Liara," Shepard immediately chided her. "This isn't right. I can't..."

"And you won't, Shepard," Liara interrupted. "I'm not asking you to... to make love to me. I know that can never happen. But I still want to show you how much I care about you. So just do one thing for me, Shepard: just watch."

As Shepard stared with wide, shocked eyes, Liara slid her fingers slowly down her bare stomach, drifting slowly down over her body until the tips of her digits reached the edge of her undergarments.

"Our thoughts... our imaginations are the most wonderful things, aren't they?" she observed to Shepard, as her fingers slipped down the sheer fabric of her panties. "Even if you and I will never be together... even if I'll never have you inside me... I can still think about it, can't I?" The tips of her fingers now traced the outline of her labia through the thin cotton. "And I do, Shepard. All the time. I think about you and I in bed together, and I touch myself just like this."

She pressed against the crotch of her panties, rubbing at her pussy through the cloth and pursing her lips at the pleasant buzz it sent through her body. Not just that she was touching herself, but that Shepard was watching her do it. "I dream about you and I together, and do you know how it makes me feel, Shepard?"

Shepard, by this point too stunned by the sudden turn of their conversation to even speak, simply shook his head.

Giving Shepard a crooked smile, Liara let out a small chuckle before speaking. "It makes me feel fucking horny, Shepard," she said, before sliding the crotch of her panties aside and thrusting her fingers down into her pussy.

She saw the look of shock that crossed his face and her chuckle turned into a musical laugh. "Surprised, Shepard? Still think of me as that innocent little scientist you rescued on Therum, don't you? Well, in some ways, I still am. But I've seen a lot since then, Shepard. Seen in your mind what you want to hear from a woman."

She worked her fingers down inside her twat, while reaching up with her spare hand to caress one of her bare breasts. "Ash may be a wonderful partner, but she'll never fulfill your deepest desires, will she?" Liara asked, her voice low and seductive as she wantonly played with herself in front of him. "She'll never moan and beg the way you want her to. She'll never be the horny, slutty whore you really want her to be, will she? But I will, Shepard. I'll be your whore if you want me to. I'll be a shameless, cock-sucking, pussy-licking whore for you."

"Liara, I... I could never ask you to..." Shepard stammered, even as his cock swelled inside of his uniform at the sight of Liara shamelessly fingering herself in front of him.

"No, you couldn't, Shepard... which is why I'm not waiting for you to ask," Liara said with a wicked smile, never pausing in her self-pleasuring as she spoke. "I'll do it all for you, Shepard. I'll play the whore for you like Ash never would. Every last one of your fantasies, Shepard... I've seen them all, and I'll do them all. Show you every last one of your most erotic imaginings for as long as you want. You wouldn't be cheating on Ash, Shepard. Not technically, anyway. The two of us will never even touch each other. All you'll do... is watch. Watch me be your filthy fucking whore."

Liara bit her lip as she fucked herself with her fingers, rubbing her clit and stroking her breast. "So, Shepard... what's it going to be? We can end this right now, if you want. Just say the word, and this will end whenever you want. Or... you can say nothing, and have what you've always wanted."

And at that fateful moment, Shepard gave his answer. Not with words, but with actions.

Reaching down, he fumbled with the zipper of his Cerberus uniform pants. Liara smiled in relief as she watched him pull out his rock-hard cock and begin stroking it, his eyes roaming all over Liara's body as he pleasured himself.

"Mmm, that's it, Shepard," Liara responded. "Stroke it for me. Goddess, what I wouldn't give to have that thick fucking cock of yours inside of me right now. Filling me up... pounding me... just the thought of it makes me so fucking wet, Shepard." She licked her lips and sped up the thrust of her fingers inside of her horny twat. "Are you going to cum for me, Shepard? You going to spill your cum for me?"

And in the end, he did. But before the memory of his climax was relived within their shared minds, Liara was forcing his memory forward. Just a few days later, Shepard calling Liara up on the Normandy's comms.

"You wouldn't believe it, Liara," Shepard was telling her. "We actually brought a geth onto the ship. After all the time we spent fighting them... I actually think this one might be on our side."

"Good to hear, Shepard," Liara responded, the video image on his cabin's comm feed only showing her from the neck up. "So, how are you feeling, Shepard?"

Shepard looked uncomfortable then, rubbing at the back of his neck and hesitating before answering. "I... I have to admit, Liara. I'm still thinking about what we talked about in my cabin. And what we did."

Liara smiled knowingly. "I thought you might be. Glyph, could you back up a bit? Give Shepard a better look at things?"

The camera view widened then, Liara's information drone shifting position to show her whole body. And the lack of clothing on it, as Liara slouched naked in a chair, legs spread as she thrust a large dildo into her pussy.

"Liara, you... you've been doing that the whole time we've been talking?" Shepard asked, his tone surprised... but not angry.

"Mmm, I have, Shepard," Liara responded, one leg over the arm of her chair as she slowly worked the fake cock in and out of her twat. "I know your mission is very important, but all I can think about when you talk to me is how much I'd love to have your cock inside of me. Oh, fuck, Shepard. I just can't control myself. You've turned me into such a horny slut, I can't go for more than a few hours without making myself cum."

Shepard didn't hesitate this time, reaching down to pull out his cock and stroke himself as he watched Liara put on a show for him. "Tell me, Liara," he muttered hungrily into the screen. "Tell me what you'd like to do for me."

"Oh, Shepard. I would get down on my knees and start sucking that fucking cock of yours and..."

The memory was cut off as Liara pulled him away from it. It wasn't bad enough that she was making him relive this shameful slip of his. But she wasn't even letting him experience the moment of release that came with each tawdry encounter.

A week or so later now, Shepard calling Liara after their mission through the Omega 4 relay was complete. "We did it, Liara," he said into the screen. "It was supposed to be a suicide mission, but we made it through with all of my squad and crew surviving."

"I knew you would succeed, Shepard," Liara told him. "So much so that I... well, I made up a little surprise for you."

"Really?" Shepard said, giving Liara a lewd smile. "Not one of your usual surprises, I suppose. Considering you appear to be fully dressed."

Liara laughed. "Yes, well, this surprise is something a little different. I've sent a video to your omni-tool, Shepard. Go ahead and play it."

Reaching up with his arm, Shepard activated the holographic utility and opened the message from Liara. The video began playing automatically, showing a surveillance camera view of a familiar room in the Shadow Broker's ship. Several men were standing around the area, looking to be mercs from their armor and weapons.

"These men had just completed a mission successfully for the Shadow Broker," Liara spoke through the video screen. "And the Shadow Broker decided to give them a very special reward for their service. I told them that I would be providing them a horny, cock-hungry asari maiden to use as they saw fit." She giggled and added. "I wonder who that could be."

Shepard felt his cock pressing against his pants as the video continued, and Liara walked into the room in an outfit straight out of an Omega strip club. As he watched, the horny mercs pounced on the "maiden," tearing her clothes off and jamming every one of her holes with cock. As Shepard watched Liara get gang-banged by the horny mercs, a dreamy smile on Liara's face as she was being penetrated, his cock was out of his pants and in his hand in a heartbeat.

"I see you enjoy the gift, Shepard," Liara observed, biting her lip and staring at Shepard's cock in his hand as he stroked himself. Meanwhile. the video image of her on Shepard's omni-tool was surrounded by mercs doing just what Shepard was. One by one, their cum sprayed out across Liara, until she was dripping with semen.

"The whole time they were fucking me, Shepard, you know what I was thinking about? How much I was going to enjoy showing it to you. I must have cum three times just imagining you watching me. Seeing me being fucked like a dirty whore and covered in cum. It was so..."

And then Liara was "fast-forwarding" through their shared memories again. Not lingering on them as much now. Just showing the highlights.

The time just before Shepard turned himself in to the Alliance for his role in the destruction of the Bahak system, when Liara had sent him a parting gift: a video of her working the streets of some unknown colony, providing the mine workers there with some much needed "R&R" after a long day's work.

Forward to Shepard in custody, and his guard James Vega delivering him an innocuous datapad, a letter from his cousin Lee. There was no cousin, of course, and once Shepard entered in the code on the pad it revealed its true purpose: a video of Liara on stage in some seedy nightclub, stripping to the throbbing of the techno beat before bringing a few lucky patrons back to the VIP room for a more personal encounter.

Going forward again, to just a few weeks before the Reapers arrived on Earth. Liara showing him something "a little more extreme" that time, Shepard watching in shock as Liara got down on her hands and knees, and he heard the loud growling. When he saw the varren approaching, he was sure that Liara would have never been able to take that black veiny monster inside of her...

But she had. That was Liara for you. She could do anything.

The memories flew by in a blur, landing on one last mental image. This one was quite unlike the previous visions that Liara had previously shown him. Him, Liara, and Ash in a control room on Mars. Ash watching their backs for a moment, not listening as Liara and Shepard talked.

"I don't know how you do it, Shepard," Liara said to him then. "You've always stayed focused, even in the worst situations." Batting her eyes, she glanced away and smiled as she quietly added. "Maybe it has something to do with my... assistance. Keeping you satisfied, and able to concentrate on the mission." She looked up into his eyes. "I could keep doing that, if you want. Now that we're together again, I could..."

"Liara, no," Shepard said in a hushed tone, shooting a furtive glance at Ash. "We need to put a stop to... our thing together. Ash is back in my life now, and I intend to do what I can to fix things between us. We can't... this has to stop."

Liara shut her eyes, willing herself not to start weeping like a silly girl. She knew this would end eventually, but having Shepard say the words to her was heart-wrenching. "I.... I understand, Shepard. Ash is who your heart belongs to. I promise not to stand in your way."

"Thank you," Shepard said, and the warm look he gave her made Liara's heart leap in her chest, even as he was casting her aside. "So, what happened between us, it... you won't tell..."

"Of course not, Shepard," Liara said, sounding a bit annoyed that he would even consider it. "It will be our secret. No one will know, especially not Ash."

Shepard nodded, and Liara turned to open the door and continue the mission. As the three of them moved out, the memory faded to a distant blur, and then winked out.

And in a rush, Shepard was back in reality.

* * *

"What... what the hell are you doing here, Samara?"

Samara regarded the furious human marine with a playful look, while continuing to languidly stroke her cock. "I would have thought that was obvious. But if you need it explained, Commander Williams: I am fucking you. And from the sounds you were making, you quite enjoyed it."

"Because I... I thought you were Shepard!" Ash cried out. Furiously, she fought against the hard-light cuffs, despite knowing it was futile. "You crazy bitch! I can't believe you did this! When Shepard finds out he's going to..."

"Kill me?" Samara completed Ash's thought. "I very much doubt that. I've seen what Shepard is truly like. The Mistress has shared with me his... particular cravings. Honestly, I believe he will be quite disappointed he was not here to see my big blue cock buried inside of you." She chuckled to herself and added. "But of course... it's not like it won't happen again."

"Bullshit," Ash spat out. "I'll die before I let you do that to me again! And what the hell is all this talk about the 'Mistress'? Who is the Mistress?"

Samara's expression shifted slightly, and Ash thought she caught a hint of sadness there. "We both were, once. And as far as the humans here are concerned, I am still a mistress. But not The Mistress. There is only one true Mistress, and we all follow her command." Just as soon as it appeared, the sad look on Samara's face was gone, and she regained her blissful smile. "And it's better that way. The Mistress is kind and wise. And in gratitude for me pledging my service, she allowed me to be the one to bring you into the fold. To make you just like the rest of the humans on this ship."

Ash shook her head, not understanding anything that Samara was saying. "Let me out of these goddamn cuffs, right now! Let me out and maybe I'll convince Shepard not to kill you. We'll take you to the Citadel and let you stand trial after they fix your condition."

"'Fix'?" Samara asked, incredulously. "Commander Williams, are you insane? I am fixed! What that Prothean device did to me and the Mistress... it freed us. The Protheans unlocked our true potential with that orb, just as they did when they blessed us with our biotics. I think about our sisters out there, all of them missing the big blue cocks they should have been blessed with from birth, and I grieve for them."

Stroking her own unnatural fleshy extension, Samara sighed. "But we'll fix that. The Mistress has a plan. Once we leave here, we'll share the Prothean device with as many of our people as we can. And when we have finished... no asari in the galaxy will have to know the pain of living without a cock, ever again."

Ash stared at Samara in disbelief. She was talking insanity. Even if she and Liara (the "Mistress," if Ash had to guess) lived to be one million years old, there was no possible way they could personally visit every last asari in the galaxy and have them touch that Prothean device. Hell, if it turned them all into insane rapists like it obviously had Samara, the rest of the galaxy would put a stop to them within the first few hundred, at the latest. Their plan was utterly pointless.

"You might think so, Commander Williams, but I believe in the Mistress," Samara said, and Ash realized with a start that she was responding to Ash's own thoughts. Seeing the shock on Ash's face made Samara chuckle again. "You've already heard the voices, haven't you? I doubt you received enough exposure from the fumes still drifting through the shuttle bay to be fully converted. But once you tasted the champagne... our essence was in you."

"Essence?" Ash asked, staring around Samara at the open bottle of champagne still on the table. "What are you... oh. Oh, no..."

Samara nodded her head. "Did you enjoy your drink, Ash? That bottle was blessed quite thoroughly by the Protheans, I'm afraid. Even before I filled you with my seed... you already had your first taste of it."

Ash felt like vomiting, as she realized what she had drank. "You... you sick bitch! I'll kill you myself, I swear!"

"Listen to them, Commander Williams," Samara said, unperturbed by Ash's furious threat. "Listen to the voices. They want you to join us. To surrender yourself. The longer you fight... the less time you'll have to enjoy pure, total pleasure."

As Ash struggled against her bonds, she heard the voices again. Louder now, and more distinct.

Mistress Samara has blessed Ash with the Prothean's essence.

She will be one of us soon.

Can't wait to see her get fucked. Bet she's a screamer.

And as Ash heard more of the voices, she realized in horror that she recognized some of them.

Looking forward to shoving a strap-on inside that Alliance bitch's tight little ass, said Jack's distinctively rough voice.

Always wanted to shove my cock between those tits of hers, ever since Eden Prime, Joker lustfully declared.

Ooh, I hope Ori and Jack let me play with Ash! I could stick my face into that ass of hers and just lick for hours! said a voice so filled with lust, Ash didn't recognize it as Miranda's until she compared it to the vulgar declarations she had heard over Shepard's comms.

The entire crew of the Normandy thinking about her in the most vulgar of terms. Thinking of her not as a person, but just as a set of holes to fuck. Was this always what they thought about me? she thought to herself. Or is it just the influence of this damned Prothean device turning them into perverts?

And as before, Samara responded verbally to her unspoken thought. "They may not have admitted it, even to themselves. But yes, Ash: deep down, this is what they all wanted from you. What all of you humans want from each other, to be honest. For all your civilization and culture, when it comes down to it humans are driven by little more than their most base and perverted lusts. All the Protheans have done is helped us to free you from your petty morals and restraints, and let you embrace total pleasure."

"No," Ash declared, shaking her head even as she felt her body starting to tingle. It was the same pleasure she had felt when she had thought that Shepard was playing with her body, but it should have gone away when she realized the awful truth. But now it was coming back, and despite her desperate denials Ash knew the truth.

She was horny. So goddamned horny. And that throbbing cock jutting out from Samara's hips was looking more and more tempting with each passing second.

"Give in to it," Samara whispered to her, all while positioning herself to start fucking Ash again. Ash tried to will herself to move, to kick out with her unrestrained legs and keep Samara away. But all of her efforts to summon up the will to move proved fruitless. As Ash watched in mute horror, Samara thrust her cock inside of Ash again, the cum she had already deposited inside of Ash's gaping pussy making disgusting sloshing sounds as Samara's cock moved around inside of its warm wetness.

"No," Ash repeated, fighting with the last of her willpower against the sensations building up inside of her body. "No, no, please. This is not happening. This can't be happening."

"But it is, Ash," Samara said, pistoning her cock in and out of Ash's already cum-drenched twat. "Accept it. Enjoy it. And join us."

Join us, said a voice in her head.

"No," she moaned, as the sound of flesh slapping against flesh filled Shepard's cabin.

Join us, Ash.

"No..."

The Mistress is good. The Mistress will make you cum again and again and again.

"No..." Ash shut her eyes, as if cutting off the sight of Samara fucking her would make it all go away. But it didn't.

Give in to it, Ash. You'll be so happy.

We're all so happy, Ash. Don't you want to be happy like us?

Once you stop fighting, everything will

"No..."

You have to

"No..."

Stop figh

"No..."

The Mistress

love the Mistress

give in to the Mistress and

Ash's eyes snapped open, and she locked stares with Samara. But there wasn't anger in her eyes. Or fear, or disgust.

There was only one emotion: hunger.

"Yessssss... fuck me. Fuck me, mistress!"

The hard-light cuffs fell away. They were no longer needed.

* * *

Shepard snapped out of the meld and took an abrupt step back from Liara, images from the past still blazing across his mind. "What the... why did you do that? Why show me all those... those memories?"

Liara stared innocently back at Shepard. "I'm sorry to spring that on you, Shepard. But you needed to see. In order to understand what the Prothean device has done to me, you needed to understand."

"But I don't understand, Liara," Shepard said, shaking his head in an attempt to recover from the disorientation of the meld. "Whatever it was you were trying to show me with all of that... I don't understand at all."

"I suppose you don't," Liara said. "But it's alright. You will soon." Liara's smile faded as she stared seriously at Shepard. "There's something I need to tell you, Shepard. A secret I've been keeping for so long. But... not here."

Shepard looked confused. "Okay. We can head to one of the observation decks if you'd feel more com..."

"No. In your cabin," Liara said, her tone forceful. "I need you to take me up to your cabin."

"Liara, I... I'm not sure that's a good idea," Shepard hesitantly responded. "Ash is up there, and... well, you know how she can get."

Liara nodded. "I know she is, Shepard. And that's why I need to go up there. Because the secret I need to tell you... it's about her."

This stopped Shepard cold. "You... you know something about Ash? Something you haven't told me?" he finally responded.

"Yes, Shepard," Liara said. "And I wouldn't feel right telling you about this without Ash there to... offer her input," she said the last few words in an odd tone.

"Liara, just tell me. If this is..."

"No," Liara coldly cut Shepard off. "I tell you up in your cabin, with Ash present, or I don't tell you at all. That's my request, Shepard. Will you honor it, or not?"

Shepard let out an exasperated breath. Part of him knew that this was going to result in a lot of drama, whatever it was. But something about the way Liara had offered up this "secret" left Shepard dying to know.

"Fine, let's go," Shepard responded. "But maybe you should... I dunno... think about changing?"

"If you'd like, Shepard," Liara responded. And without hesitation, she casually lifted up her shirt, her over-sized blue tits bouncing out of the tight fabric and hanging bare.

"Wait, wait," Shepard exclaimed, quickly averting his eyes. "Never mind, what you're wearing is fine. Let's just get this over with."

With a shrug, Liara yanked the tight shirt back down over her breasts. "Whatever you want, Shepard," she said pleasantly. "Let's go."

The two of them stepped out of the door to Liara's office, and made their way over to the lift. As they walked, Shepard could feel the stares of several crew members. It took a moment for him to realize that they weren't looking at him, but at Liara.

Something about the look in their eyes tickled at the edges of Shepard's memory. It came to him just as they reached the lift door. A while back, Ash had finally convinced Shepard to attend one of her church services, just to see if it appealed to him.

And while Shepard had gotten nothing out of the experience, he remembered the way the other men and women in the pews had looked. Staring up at the image of their crucified messiah, their eyes filled with utter reverence and awe... as crazy as it sounded, the way that his crew were looking at Liara as she passed reminded him so much of the looks he had seen in the eyes of those believers, it sent a chill down his spine.

"Shepard, do you remember what I said the first time I... put on a show for you?" Liara asked him as they stepped into the lift. Shepard started to speak up, to tell her not to bring that up again, but Liara held up a hand to shush him. "I told you that you just needed to say the word, and this will end whenever you want. That offer still stands. Whatever happens from this moment forward... just say the word, and I'll put a stop to it all. I can do that... despite everything, I know that I can do that. But it's not a decision that I can make. It will have to be you."

Shepard looked at her in confusion. "Liara, I have no idea what you're talking about."

"I know," Liara said, an enigmatic smile on her face. "Just remember... I'm making you the offer now."

The door to the lift slid open, and the two of them stepped out onto Deck 1. Steeling himself for what was likely to be a hell of an argument, Shepard looked over at Liara. "You sure about this? Ash is... well, she does have a temper."

"Oh, I know," Liara responded. "I know more about her than you can possibly imagine, Shepard."

There she was, being mysterious again. Deciding to just get this over with, Shepard triggered the door and stepped inside. "Ash, I..."

And the words immediately died in his throat.

First was the sound. The unmistakable sound of naked flesh slapping against naked flesh. Mixed in were lewd grunts and moans. Two sets of them, both female.

Then there was the smell. That same smell of sweat and bodily fluids he had caught a whiff of in the shuttle bay: the unambiguous smell of sex.

Finally came the sight. His eyes focused on the far end of the room where Ash was on the bed, facing the door on her hands and knees. She was stark naked, her clothes crumpled on the floor around their cabin. Her mouth hung wide open in an idiot grin, and she gasped for breath as the mattress underneath her creaked and rocked.

And behind her, hands clasping onto Ash's hips, was Samara. She looked up and noticed Shepard and Liara's arrival, but it seemed to prove a minor distraction from her current task: using her thick blue cock to fuck Ash's pussy as hard as she could.

"Oh, yes," Ash moaned, so lost in the sensation of the cock inside her that she hadn't even noticed the door open. "Please, mistress Samara! Give it to me harder! I love your big blue cock inside my..." Finally, she spotted the visitors on the other side of the room, and her eyes widened. "Shepard! I'm so sorry! I tried to fight it, but... but this cock feels so fucking good! But I promise that... unh... that you can fuck me after mistress Samara is done pumping me full of cum. Or I can suck your cock if you want! Anything, just... oh, God, I'm cumming again! Yes yes yes..."

As Shepard watched, jaw agape, Liara moved to stand at his side, resting a hand casually on his shoulder. "Shepard, I'd like you to introduce you to Ashley Williams. The real Ashley Williams, that is."
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