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An almost palpable tension filled the air as Shepard emerged from the bathroom of her quarters to see Liara sitting at the edge of their bed. No words were spoken between the two as she walked past her love without so much as a towel covering her body. Yet in spite of the water glistening across her muscles, rivulets cascading down her toned thighs and pronounced abs or dripping off her perky breasts, Liara didn't react. She didn't even seem to look up from the slate she was poring over while idly dressing herself. Although for just a moment Shepard felt her companion glance at her back as she disappeared into the small closet housing her gear. But of course Liara didn't actually ogle her. Or give any sign at all that she was interested. Her look was no more than a glance and it was gone before the door closed behind Shepard.
And the moment it did Shepard let out a disappointed sigh. She genuinely struggled to remember the last time she and Liara had made love. Or even simply kissed one another for more than a split second while tending to other matters. It'd been months at the very least and every day felt more agonizing than the last. So much so she didn't even think twice about letting her hands trail across her oh so tender body as her unbearable needs flared up again. Though to say they flared up would've implied a point where they died down again. After as long as it'd been Shepard was in a near constant state of arousal. One made all the worse by Liara's utter refusal to even acknowledge their distance.
Not that pleasuring herself really accomplished much of anything. It might've felt good in the heat of the moment but that pleasure was unimaginably fleeting. So much so she very nearly gave up as her fingers neared her clit. Of course as soon as she actually brushed against it and a jolt of desperately needed pleasure lanced through her body she was all in. Even knowing it wouldn't satisfy her for long she still needed something. Anything she could get.
Outside the closet Liara finally breathed a sigh of relief, almost dropping the slate she'd been pretending to read as her whole body relaxed. Part of her knew what Shepard was doing in the closet at that very moment, she'd never been subtle about her interests, and part of her wanted nothing more than to join her lover. To tear off her clothes and rush in there with exactly the sort of abandon they'd both enjoyed during the earliest days of their relationship. But something had changed after the attack on the Citadel and the destruction of the original Normandy. It wasn't simply the time Shepard had spent dead and the time they'd spent apart. Although that certainly contributed to the issues Liara could only lay the blame at the feet of one simple, overriding truth: she was in love with Shepard. And just as importantly Shepard was in love with her. There was no mistaking it even before they'd admitted their feelings to one another and no denying those feelings even if they'd wanted to. Although she never imagined a situation where she would.
Until her body had changed to adapt to Shepard's physiology. “Surely it's not this difficult for everyone.” Liara mused, looking down at the swollen bulge straining against her undergarments and throbbing so insistently between her legs, “I've never heard of it being so... overwhelming for other Asari!”
Much as she'd expected some kind of change Liara hadn't been prepared for how dramatic a shift it would be. She'd heard numerous stories of other Asari undergoing significant physiological evolutions but to grow not only a functional penis but testicles over the course of a few days? That was a jarring experience all on it's own. But alongside the added hormonal imbalance of a truly overwhelming libido? At times it felt almost like she was being tormented by her own body as she did her best to not let it's natural processes completely interfere with her daily existence. As well as the incredibly important mission she'd agreed to join her love on. They couldn't afford any additional distractions when thousands, if not millions, of lives were at stake!
Unfortunately logic and reason had no place in matters of lust. She couldn't argue her way out of a constant, insatiable need to reproduce. To make love to Shepard for hours on end until they were both exhausted. Yet in spite of how utterly fruitless it was Liara nonetheless tried her best to focus on important matters over her own feelings.
So much so when Shepard finally emerged from the closet looking visibly more frustrated, her cheeks red and the smell of sex wafting off her like a cloud, Liara stood up and walked to the other side of their quarters. Under the guise of putting her slate away and retrieving some irrelevant little thing from the same place but they both knew the truth. Or at least she assumed Shepard knew the truth. Liara couldn't say for certain and she did her best not to dwell on it as her half naked companion laid out her clothes on their bed. All without so much as a word between them.
Stewing in that silence, and their own desires, for the rest of their time together neither Liara nor Shepard once voiced how they felt. At the very most they snuck furtive little glances at each other from across the room while they went through their morning routines. Albeit a modified version lacking in the passionate lovemaking that used to start off every single day together. Especially after they'd reunited in the wake of Shepard's resurrection. And even without saying a word to one another both of them could feel the absence of that particular joy weighing down on them like a storm. Always hanging over their heads threatening to finally erupt yet perceptually held at bay. Whether by their increasingly awkward silence or simply their inability to address anything neither could say. But by the time they were ready to leave and go about their duties aboard the Normandy the tension was so great it seemed to steal their very breath away. Along with any joy or excitement they might've felt about the day.
Shepard approached Liara as her companion stood by the door with her back to her, foolishly make one last move before they separated. Gently laying a hand on her lover's hip she leaned and kissed her cheek, lingering just a little bit longer and nearly embracing her outright despite Liara pointedly looking away. For a split second it almost felt like she was nuzzling against her but it must have been her imagination because Liara withdrew a heartbeat later. Before Shepard could do the same after breaking her small, inoffensive kiss. Though she didn't simply walk out the door without so much as a word. In spite of all their frustrations and unspoken troubles she hadn't descended quite that far as of yet. No instead Liara turned to face Shepard and stare into her eyes with an expression Shepard couldn't begin to make sense of. As if she was on the verge of admitting something terrible. Confessing to some unforgivable crime. But then her eyes darted away and she gave the same response as always in the same flat tone.
“We should focus on the mission Shepard.” Liara muttered, “I'll see you at the landing shuttle.”
“Of course.” Shepard sighed, watching her companion leave without argument. Though she very much wished she could've voiced even one of the thoughts filling her mind. Or even simply stopped Liara to ask why. Instead she was left alone in the doorway to quietly grumbled, “We should focus on the mission...”
Barely an hour later, as the ship was traveling to it's next LZ, Shepard was hidden away in the nearest bathroom with nothing but her hand for company. Biting down on her shirt to keep herself quite she desperately groped at her breasts with one hand and feverishly rubbed her clit with the other. Her fingers were a blur across her pussy and she'd already made a complete mess of her legs, the toilet beneath her, and much of the floor beneath that. Yet despite how hard she'd cum she was still aching for more. Aching for more than she could ever give herself with just her hands. Maybe if she finally gave in and bought a toy at Omega she could make a little progress. But something told her that just wouldn't fix her unbearable frustration. At most it would lessen some of the more desperate cravings but leaving her all the more hungry in the aftermath.
Not that any of that stopped her from roughly pinching her nipple and twisting it between her fingers as her hips bucked and gyrated against the empty air. All the while she imagined Liara's face between her legs instead. Or at least that was how her latest bout of mindless self pleasure had started. But as the seconds slipped by, and indeed the weeks passed without any sign of things changing, someone else's face had started flickering through her mind. Never for very long but her presence was more and more common as the days faded away. And though she hated to admit it Shepard was finding it harder and harder to resist the allure despite knowing it was wrong to harbor such feelings.
“Samara...” She whispered, moaning her newest crewmate's name as the beautiful Justicar's impossibly serene face appeared before her. Or rather between her legs, “Samara...”
As bad as Shepard felt for imagining another woman, one she'd only known a few months no less, there was no holding back. Certainly not as her eyes disappeared into the back of her head and a fresh torrent of arousal erupted from her sex. Losing herself in the heat of the moment she pictured Samara and Liara in equal measure. Endlessly bounced between them both as her body shook and she made a mess of herself all over again to no avail. Not after her ecstasy faded and she was left empty again.
“What the hell am I gonna do?” Shepard whispered. Holding up her messy fingers as she spoke she watched her own arousal drip of her calloused digits as shudders continued to ripple through her entire body, “I can't take much more of this...”
But despite her words Shepard didn't really know what to do. She simply cleaned herself up as best she could and cleaned up the bathroom shortly after. And while none of that time gave her any insights on her problems it was a decent enough way to avoid Liara and Samara for a little while. The latter in particular after what she'd just thought.
Though she couldn't deny wanting to see Samara more and more as Liara continued to shun her in the most cruel ways imaginable. She might've fought the urge but there was no hiding how she felt even as she did her very best to fight it. Or at least what Shepard thought was her very best. In reality the moment she emerged from the bathroom she made an almost direct beeline for Samara's quarters to see her crewmate. And while she certainly tried to justify it to herself she couldn't come up with any rational explanation for her visit.
Not that Samara ever seemed to mind, “What do you need Shepard?” She asked, her voice calm and composed yet ever so slightly tinged with an delight that was just barely evident on her face. In her eyes especially, “Did you want to discuss our upcoming mission?”
“Yes.” Shepard replied, seized by another wave of desperate arousal just from looking at Samara, “Yes that's... that's exactly what I wanted.”
Outside of Samara's quarters, and a good ways down the hall to avoid immediate detection, Liara watched Shepard visit their newest crewmate with a growing despondence. Only a impressively dull idiot could've missed how much closer they were growing. It wasn't even subtle. At first she'd thought or maybe hoped it was simply her imagination but that hadn't remained true for long. Shepard was hardly a master of deception and though Samara was much more difficult to read the simple fact that she entertained such frequent and frivolous visits was all Liara needed to know. It was certainly enough to leave her almost heartbroken by the situation and silently kicking herself for not simply explaining the whole mess to Shepard. As if the opportunity had already passed.
“Perhaps I'll confront them both!” Liara told herself. Still doing her best to look like she wasn't spying on them she busied herself with something nearby, entirely unfocused on what she was even doing while her eyes constantly leapt back to the doorway of Samara's quarters, “Maybe I'll even catch the two in the middle of—while they're both—oh Goddess I don't even want to think about that!”
Vehemently shaking her head and pushing away those thoughts Liara withdrew entirely and nearly returned to her own duties. Had it not been for the soft rush of a door opening not too far away there's little chance she would've lingered for much longer. But the moment she heard that telltale sound followed by heavy footsteps she peeked out into the hallway again. And in a stroke of pure luck Shepard wasn't walking towards her as she departed Samara's quarters. Though seeing her lover at all only reinforced Liara's earlier thoughts and the resolve that'd slowly been building within her. She didn't quite have the strength to confront them both but she could certainly confront another Asari who seemed more than happy to steal her love. Although even that certainty, gratifying as it might've been, wasn't one Liara could cling to for very long. Not even in the time it took her to reach Samara's quarters and enter, softly clearing her throat as she did.
“What do you need Liara?” Samara asked, her back to the door as she floated above the floor in a meditative pose. A biotic glow shimmered around her while she remained almost perfectly still, blurring her silhouette and making her look almost... ethereal, “Is this about Shepard?”
“How did you—y-yes!” Liara said, steeling herself as much as she could, “This is about the woman I love.”
A soft laugh filled the room as the biotic glow faded from Samara's body, her legs unfolding beneath her before she straightened. An instant later she turned towards Liara with the most pronounced smile she'd ever seen on the Justicar's face. Which for anyone else would've been almost imperceptible yet for Samara it was practically an ear to ear grin.
“There's no need to be so possessive. I have no interest in interfering with your relationship. And unless I have the measure of our Commander wrong, neither does she.”
“Then why is she always visiting you?!” Liara demanded. Almost angered by how calm and collected her crewmate was she took a few steps forward and sucked in a nervous little breath, “I've seen the way she looks at you! And the way you look at her! Don't try to deny it!”
“I wouldn't deny it even if I stood to benefit from such a lie. Even if it wasn't in direct violation of my oaths.”
Liara's heart sank and all the fight rushed out of her body. Her shoulders slumped a moment before her head did the same as she stared down at the floor in utter despondence “I see...”
Though the soft chuckle Samara let out very nearly pulled her back as a flash of anger seared through her body like an all consuming flame. Yet as soon as Liara lifted her head to speak her crewmate cut her off with a simple, “You assume to quickly.” Her smile widened the tiniest bit and she gestured towards the viewing window she'd been meditating before, a biotic glow suffusing her hand, “If you'll allow me to explain.”
A small table and two chairs drifted towards them before she'd even finished speaking, alight with that same shimmering blue energy. Samara set them down beside the window and took one seat with a small nod to the other. Liara slowly shifted into the other with an expression torn between anger, curiosity, and despondence. Part of her didn't want to hear an explanation and part of her wanted one more than anything else in the world. Save of course preserving her relationship with Shepard. And that was perhaps the only thing keeping her in place as the woman seemingly threatening that very relationship leaned back with a pensive expression.
“I won't deny my attraction to Commander Shepard.” Samara began, instantly driving a knife through Liara's already aching heart, “She's an incredible woman. “An almost peerless warrior yet a staunch diplomat and defender of all those who need it most. I never expected such a thing when I joined this mission to find the Collectors.”
“She's wonderful.” Liara agreed, biting her tongue and doing her best not to say anything else while her eyes darted from Samara's face to the table between them and back again, “I love her more than anyone else in the galaxy.”
“I know. And that's precisely why I haven't acted upon my feelings. Though even if your relationship was more... frivolous... I still would've refrained.”
“But if I wasn't involved? If Shepard was alone?”
Arching a single eyebrow while the rest of her face remained contemplative Samara asked, “Why do you ask for answers that will only bring discomfort or pain?”
“I don't know... but I have to know.” Swallowing past a lump in her throat Liara continued in a slightly more composed voice, “I have to know without a doubt. And I'll ask Shepard the same thing when I get the change to speak with her.”
“Well I cannot speak for our Commander, but yes. Were she unattached I would almost certainly pursue a relationship with her myself. With how similar our values have proven to be I expect we would've been drawn to one another regardless of our initial intent. By simple biology if not our higher thoughts and feelings.”
Despite believing Samara's claims and trusting the Justicar would never knowingly be part of infidelity Liara couldn't help but slump back against her chair all the same. Just knowing such an interested had developed between them was unbearable and she couldn't help but take all the blame. Even knowing Shepard was equally as culpable for not controlling herself and seemingly leaning into what truly appeared to be an emotional affair. But all the logic and reason in the world couldn't quite assuage the anguish she felt knowing it was her own foolishness that'd brought them to such a point. That if she had simply explained herself and her circumstances she might've avoided everything. Or even simply admitted that it wasn't through any fault of Shepard's that things were so strained between them! She couldn't help but spiral further and further down into speculation and supposition as a long, tense silence stretched between her and the Justicar would would've—
“What do you 'by simple biology'?” She asked, lifting her head and leaning forward as a little shock of adrenaline lanced through her body, “Have you—has your body—did you—”
“Yes.” Samara kindly interrupted, now giving her a smile that approached normal for anyone other than her. “By body has undergone the expected changes. Not because I've fallen in love with our Commander.” She clarified, “I expect my reaction is so quick and visceral because of how rarely I encounter others who share my beliefs. And...”
“And?”
“And I must confess, it's been a few centuries since I last shared the company of another.” Though her tone remained even and her expression almost motherly in it's kindness Liara could just barely hear a glimmer of embarrassment. “I can only assume all that is the cause for my changes.”
“I see...” Strangely relieved by that explanation, at least from a scientific point of view, Liara was nonetheless worried about the entire affair. Enough to ask, “Your body changed to mate with Shepard and still you didn't act upon your urges?”
“No. We have that in common, don't we?”
Her words had the cadence of a question but Samara clearly knew the answer already. It was so clear from the faint shimmer in her eyes and and understanding expression upon her face Liara didn't so much as try to deny it. Though she did look away in embarrassment as her cheeks flushed and a heat crept through much of her body. She had 't spoken of her physiological changes to anyone and she certainly never imagined she'd do so with another crewmate. Though in a way Samara was perhaps the only crewmate she could trust with such information. And the vast gulf in their ages certainly made it feel less embarrassing in a certain way. But infinitely more embarrassing in another.
“Yes.” She finally replied, “We do.”
“May I ask why you've refrained from acting upon your instincts? I doubt it's been easy to resist such a temptation as often as you must while you share a bed with your love. Is there a reason for your admirable restraint?”
“We need to focus on the mission.” Liara whispered, almost wincing at how foolish those words now sounded, “Shepard and I are both... we both have... it would be a significant distraction.”
Another quiet laugh escaped the Justicar's lips yet when Liara glanced at her she didn't see any malice nor judgment in her companion's eyes. Instead there was a strange sort of approval lighting up Samara's face. Alongside something else that was a touch harder to discern. Something akin to pity, though it didn't feel contemptible or anything of the sort. Rather it was almost as if Samara understood her plight and pitied her for being such a circumstance. Maybe even pitied her for making the same mistakes she had however many years ago.
“I respect your willpower.” She stated after a short lapse in the conversation, “And there is undoubtedly wisdom in composing yourself. Especially on a mission of such vital importance to so many lives.”
“But?” Liara asked, hopeful and uncertain all at the same time.
Finally looking away from her with another quiet laugh Samara looked down at the table between them, then out at the starry galaxy beyond the window, “But sacrificing too much of yourself for the sake of the mission can cause just as much harm. You may wish to avoid unwanted distractions but how many have you created by denying yourself? By not explaining the situation to Shepard? Your attempts are admirable but misguided.”
“I understand that now... And I think I always knew it. But I'm not sure if anything can be done about it... not after the damage I've already caused... and the damage Shepard has caused.”
Glancing out the window and fighting back tears Liara didn't expect Samara to say anything. She didn't imagine her crewmate would have any answers or indeed want to share what she did know. Yet when she heard the soft rustle of shifting fabric her heart still leapt into her throat. And when she looked at Samara after a moment or two what little hope she had left only blossomed all the more.
“I believe it's time to speak with your love.” She stated, “We'll speak to her together.”
Emerging from the bathroom after yet another shower and yet another fruitless attempt to satisfy herself Shepard was wearing nothing but a towel around her waist as she stepped into her previously empty quarters. Only to immediately tumble right back into the bathroom with a gasp upon spotting Liara and Samara standing by the bed. She didn't even have time to question what they were doing together or what they could want. The simple thought of Samara seeing her naked was so embarrassing she wanted to implode even before her crewmate spoke up.
“You don't need to be embarrassed Shepard.” Samara said in her characteristically serene voice, “We have more important things to discuss.” There was a pause, then she added, “Though I do apologize for intruding upon your private quarters.”
“We need to talk to you Shepard.” Liara added, her tone far more nervous and uncertain than Shepard could've expected, “It's very important.”
Pulling her towel up over her breasts as her cheeks burned hotter than a star Shepard stepped out of the bathroom again and asked, “What is it?” with no small amount of trepidation. A trepidation her companions seemed to pick up on.
Though rather than addressing it Samara looked to Liara and Liara stared back at Samara, something passing between them. Something that only worried Shepard all the more as all the feelings of guilt she'd been grappling with grew even more pronounced. Although she'd quickly be distracted from those worries by something far more unexpected when Liara stepped closer and timidly reached for the seams of her jumpsuit. Not that Shepard had any time to really think about or react to what was happening. At least not before the reason for Liara's actions was suddenly made shockingly, abundantly clear.
“What the hell?!”
Speaking before she could even think and even recoiling a little at the sight of Liara's cock Shepard was so stunned by what she was seeing she didn't even notice her love wince at her reaction. Or Samara fix her with a disapproving scowl. She was so busy staring in disbelief at Liara's groin as she tried to make sense of what'd happened. The last time she'd seen her naked there'd been a vagina between her legs! One she'd grown intimately familiar with since their very first night together. But now without warning or explanation she had a small blue dick complete with a rather impressive pair of balls hanging behind it. Shepard couldn't make any sense of what she was seeing even as she took a step closer. Then another, then another after that. Even as a smile slowly spread across her face and she glanced up at her love in equal parts amazement and amusement.
“Is this why you've been so distant lately?” She asked, her tone perfectly matching her expression as she continued to look from her cock to her face and back again, “Were you afraid I wouldn't want to be with you because of this?”
A faint smile lit up Samara's face and she gave Shepard an approving nod while laying a comforting hand on Liara's shoulder as Liara said, “N-No... I... I...” She looked up at Samara for added reassurance and Shepard did the same, though she was more confused than anything, before taking a breath “I really meant what I said... about the mission and focusing on it. I didn't want this development to distract us.”
“Oh... I see...” Shepard looked to Samara for an explanation but Samara merely directed her back to Liara with her eyes and Shepard spoke again soon after, “I still don't understand why you couldn't have told me about this... I would've understood if you'd explained yourself to me. I thought you were beginning to lose interest in—”
The rest of Shepard's sentence disappeared into a breathy moan as Liara suddenly lunged towards her, throwing her arms around Shepard's body and pulling her into a deep, almost frantic kiss. Pressing herself against Shepard and clinging to her with all the passion they'd both been suppressing Liara had no more self control left. At least not for the handful of seconds they spent locked in that wonderful embrace. She melted into her lover and relished in the feeling of her skin. In the softness of her scarred, muscular body and the way her arms wrapped around her moments after their kiss began. Shepard didn't hesitate to hold her close nor kiss her back every bit as lovingly and for a few beautiful heartbeats all those months and months of anguish disappeared.
Especially as her cock stiffened against the damp fabric of the towel. The only thing separating their naked bodies as their tongues coiled around one another. Within a few seconds Liara was so unbearably stiff and so overwhelmingly eager to forget all about her foolishness she could think of nothing else. It was all she was and all she could possibly be while her lover's hands glided down her back and gently cupped her ass like she'd done so many times before. Words couldn't describe how much the both of them had missed every single second of the pleasures they were suddenly basking in.
Yet in spite of that Liara still withdrew before they could go too much further. Though she didn't pull far enough away to deprive herself of Shepard's touch even as she whispered, “Asari adapt to the needs of their lovers. Their bodies can go through a host of physiological changes to accommodate whoever they're with. And this is the first time mine has ever changed... I was... I was embarrassed... and worried it might affect us both in an unexpected manner.”
“You thought we wouldn't be able to stop having sex.” Shepard laughed, “And it would get in the way of our mission.”
“I've done my best to illuminate why that wouldn't be the case.” Samara remarked, her own cheeks flushing a rich shade of blue as she stood completely unfazed beside them both, “But it wasn't a conversation for just the two of us.”
“That makes sense...” Glancing down at Liara then looking to Samara for a moment Shepard's eyes narrowed before she even noticed the growing bulge straining against the Justicar's suit. One that Liara quickly spotted too as she followed Shepard's gaze, “And apparently Liara isn't the only one changing around here. Unless you've always been like that?”
“I haven't.” Samara remarked, unzipping the front of her jumpsuit even more and calmly revealing her breasts as she spoke, “Though I cannot claim to love you in the same way as Liara I cannot deny the attraction I've developed or the bond we share. I'm simply more experienced in such matters.” She slipped out of her jumpsuit entirely to stand before them both every bit as naked as Liara, “Which is why I've offered my guidance. To both of you. Should you want it.”
“I know we've only briefly talked about sharing our bed with another...” Liara whispered, glancing at Samara's naked body for a second or two before looking up at Shepard with a mix of embarrassment and excitement. A little shiver rolled down her spine as she took a breath and quite accidentally breathed in the scent of Samara's arousal, “But I don't want to turn away her help...”
Too distracted by the sight of Samara's naked body to fully hear what Liara was saying Shepard needed several unbroken seconds to finally register what her love had said to her. And a few more to actually tear her gaze away from the Justicar to look down at Liara as her tone slowly registered alongside everything she'd actually said. And the moment Shepard properly understood it all a knowing smile lit up her face. A tremor rippled through her body and she forced herself to take a long, slow breath before leaning in to rest her forehead against Liara's while tenderly caressing her face. For just a moment Samara faded from both their minds as Liara covered Shepard's hands with her own and simply basked in that beautiful embrace.
“I'm happy with whatever help you need.” She murmured, “I love you so much Liara.”
“I love you too Shepard.” She whispered back.
Beside them Samara smiled but wisely didn't say a word. Not until they pulled apart and looked to her, Shepard with knowing delight and Liara with nervous yet unmistakable desire, “Very well.” Samara said with a nod, “We can begin whenever you're comfortable—”
Before she could even finish that sentiment Shepard stepped away from Liara and let her towel drop to the floor without so much as a word. In the blink of an eye all three of them were naked and for just a moment Liara and Samara were left ogling Shepard while she did the same to them. Especially while she slipped between her two lovers and slid a hand about their waists.
Liara was a good deal more plump and soft than Samara yet at the same time Samara was much more curvaceous than both of them. Shepard might've been the leanest and most athletic of the trio but Samara's muscles couldn't be ignored either. Especially alongside the voluptuousness of her hips and breasts. Unlike her companions Liara didn't have much in the way of noticeable muscles but her breasts were much more full and round than Shepard's comparatively small, perky bust. But only Shepard had that toned, corded strength of a boots on the ground soldier alongside her natural, albeit more slender curves. Though most would've struggled to look curvy alongside Liara, much less with Liara and Samara flanking them! And all that beauty didn't even account for the gorgeous cocks they'd grown just for her!
Like the rest of their bodies they didn't have so much as a single hair anywhere near their newly sprouted organs and it made for a lovely contrast to the groomed tuft above Shepard's sex. In much the same way they made for a love contrast to one another. Samara's length was shorter and thicker than Liara's whereas Liara's proved noticeably longer without being anything close to lacking in the sort of girth Shepard might've wanted. And rather surprisingly Liara was circumcised while Samara apparently lacked that same quality. Why that could possibly be Shepard didn't know but she didn't have time to care. Or really think about it all. She was far too busy admiring how full and heavy their balls managed to look sagging down between their thighs. How desperately she wanted to drain them both as she watched a few creamy strands of glittering silver arousal leak from their swollen tips. To say nothing of how much she adored the heady smell of their excitement.
Even without the months and months of frustration guiding her every thought Shepard still would've dropped to her knees without a second thought. But in the wake of her painfully long bout of abstinence she didn't even have the wherewithal to speak! She could only let out a ragged little moan as her hands glided down Liara and Samara's bodies, drifting towards their cocks as both Asari looked down at her with almost comically disparate expressions. Liara was beside herself with desire and already tangling her fingers in Shepard's hair before she'd even touched her cock. Samara was almost exactly the same as always with only the barest hint of pleasure betraying her true thoughts as she watched in stoic silence.
At least until Shepard's fingers trailed across her madly throbbing cock before wrapping around the thickest part of her length. Samara's inscrutable look couldn't have changed faster as her lips parted in a soft moan and her piercing gaze softened more than either of her lovers had ever seen. Though she still remained almost remarkably still. Unlike the Asari across from her.
Overwhelmed by the sensation of her love touching her cock for the first time Liara couldn't help but cry out in pleasure and surprise. Her whole body stiffened for just a moment before her back reflexively arched. With one hand already desperately clinging to Shepard's head she clumsily flailed the other in front of her for want of something to hold on to. Her mind was already blank and her beautiful blue eyes already threatening to roll back into her head. Just the barest touch of Shepard's calloused fingers along her shaft was perhaps the most ruinous pleasure she'd ever felt. And there was no telling how much more devastated she'd be when her lover went beyond simply touching and holding her aching cock.
But just as she was about to beg Shepard to stop Liara felt a hand cupping hers. Soft yet strong fingers interlocking with her own as Samara's voice soothingly whispered, “Breathe... take a deep breath... you'll adjust to the changes soon enough... until then... breathe...”
Though it was nearly impossible to heed those words while Shepard continued to hold her cock Liara did her best. She sucked in a short little breath only to instantly let out it again in a needy whimper. Her eyes fluttered shut a heartbeat later but not before she saw her lover smiling up at her. Then turning towards the woman across from her as she started to stroke Samara's cock. Anything after that was an overwhelming blur of ecstasy as Shepard gave her cock the same treatment and Liara was left completely broken by the wanton ecstasy. She could only throw her head back and cry out like she hadn't cried out in months as the stimulation ravished her. Nothing in her more than a century of life had ever left her feeling so sensitive. So unbearably and indescribably tender. And it was all made infinitely 'worse' by the sound of Samara's cock sliding into the back of Shepard's throat in an agonizingly slow stroke.
Doing her best not to overwhelm Liara, or forget about her entirely, Shepard slowly and lovingly stroked her cock. With all the self control and restraint she had left she moved in long, tender motions that still managed to overwhelm her love no matter how gentle she was. And completely drench her fingers in messy jets of arousal that were only growing more and more thick by the second. All the while she wrapped her lips around the head of Samara's cock and glided down to the base with a single push. Effortlessly taking her entire shaft despite how perfectly it stretched her lips and filled her throat almost beyond what she was capable of endure. And as soon as she planted a soft, wet kiss on Samara's goosebump riddled skin she pulled back again while a sloppy gurgle erupted from her lips. She didn't try to make it and she didn't try to mask it either. Shepard simply let it happen as shudders rolled through her entire body and arousal slowly dripped from her pussy. Or rolled down her softly trembling thighs as she tasted Samara's cock and the gooey arousal seeping from it with every madcap twitch or feverish pulse.
“Breathe...” Samara whispered, still holding Liara's hand as she looked to her fellow Asari while still keeping an eye on Shepard as she bobbed up and down her cock faster and faster, “Breathe Liara... the storm will pass...”
“It's so overwhelming!” She groaned, baring her teeh and clinging to both her lovers more desperately than ever, “It's more—I can't—this isn't—Ohhhhhh Goddess it's so overwhelming!”
“Your mind is still adjusting to the new sensations. And no doubt your celibacy has made you all the more vulnerable to them. Take a deep breath and center yourself. Focus on my voice and nothing else for as long as you're able... breathe as deeply as you can and allow yourself to calm... the storm will pass and your mind will adjust to—”
Samara's affirmations were cut short by a frantic scream as Liara almost collapsed against her in a shuddering mess. She might've been trying to help her young Asari companion but Shepard seemed to have other ideas in mind as she wrapped her lips around Liara's cock. Or maybe she was simply too overcome by desire to think clearly. Whatever the reason Shepard gently slid every last centimeter of Liara's prick into her mouth and down her throat. Just as before she didn't stop until she was kissing the base of her shaft. But unlike the treatment she'd giving Samara she didn't immediately pull back. No instead Shepard lingered for a second or two, nosily slurping and sucking while her tongue darted from her lips to glide across Liara's skin. Or even lap at her constantly tightening sack in a few quick bursts of movement. And throughout it all Liara was positively devastated.
Letting out a sound caught between a laugh and a sigh Samara cradled Liara against her, guiding her crewmate's head into the crook of her neck and holding her close. Even kissing the crests atop her head with a motherly tenderness while Liara continued to shudder and writhe in wanton arousal. Even when Shepard finally withdrew after what must've felt like an eternity for her.
Too overcome to think or speak or do anything more than whimper and gasp Liara bucked her hips against Shepard's lips and clung to Samara with all her strength. Her legs were shaking so hard it was a wonder they hadn't given out and the grip she had on Shepard's hair was nothing short of totally unbreakable. Especially as her lover reached the unbearably sensitive tip of her cock only to suddenly push right back down to the base. She didn't pull away like she had with Samara and she didn't give Liara even a moment to catch her breath. Or so much as recuperate from the onslaught of pleasure assailing her very soul.
Like a true monster she simply pushed all the way back down to the base of her cock as the pressure of her lips wrapped so snugly around her length grew. And grew to such unimaginable heights it felt for all the world like she might die from the ecstasy ravishing her body! As if he rbody wasn't made to bear such impossible bliss despite literally changing to experience it. Had it not been for Samara holding her close, and whispering soft reassurances into her ear, Liara would've succumbed by the time Shepard was swirling her tongue around the head of her cock for a second time. Because even with that little island of comfort and stability amidst the roiling sea of pleasure Liara was still overwhelmed like never before. So desperate for a release she could hardly function and so far gone she knew there was no lasting even a few moments longer. Certainly not while she could hear Samara softly panting in an ever growing pleasure all her own, the faintest of quivers rippling through her once composed body as she reacted to Shepard too.
For all her talk of control and breathing Samara was wholly incapable of following her own advice no matter what she tried. Shepard's fingers felt too good gliding across her glistening length and everything about witnessing Liara's reactions excited her all the more. Far more than she could've expected. It'd been centuries since she shared herself with more than a single person and she'd entirely forgotten how thrilling it could be. How much pleasure there was in looking down to see Shepard so eagerly bobbing back and forth along her lover's prick. To say nothing of hearing all the lewd sounds of that ever quickening rhythm.
Wholly incapable of stopping Shepard bounced along Liara's cock with a growing abandon, sucking harder and sliding faster with nearly every pass. Some part of her felt the tiniest bit guilty for so cruelly overwhelming her love. But another, much more vocal part refused to let that stop her. Emboldened by a third that saw it all as nothing more than recompense for Liara's foolishness. Repayment for being denied the pleasure of her new, wonderful cock for months on end as they both languished in uncertainty and discomfort. Of course those feelings didn't and couldn't linger for long as she listened to Liara gasp and moan like she'd never heard before. Basked in the beautiful cacophony of every whimper and groan as she trembled so feverishly against her.
How could she not when precum was flooding her mouth and pouring into her throat, overwhelming her own senses with one of the most delicious things she'd ever tasted? It was such an intoxicating experience nothing short of Samara pulling her away couldn't stopped her. But of course Samara was far too busy subtly bucking her hips and grinding against Shepard's fingers with an ever growing intensity as her hand matched the rhythm of her lips. Or at times even outpaced it as she did her best to give her second lover as much attention as she was giving her first. Not even realizing she was beginning to overcompensate in increasingly devastated ways. Like coaxing Samara ever closer to her until all three of them were nearly pressed together in a shuddering heap of sweat soaked limbs and breathless gasps. Or gleefully smearing all the precum leaking from her cock back across her length in an ever more sloppy, and ever more noisy, barrage of endless passion. One that clouded every breath the three of them took with the heady smell of sex.
“Sh-Shepard!” Liara moaned, convulsing against both of her lovers and clinging to them so fiercely her muscles were already starting to ache, “Shepaaaaaaaaaaaard!”
“Breathe!” Samara panted, unable to keep herself under control any longer. Though she was far from succumbing to her ecstasy she was drifting ever closer at an almost alarming rate and the further she sank down into that bliss the more overwhelming it was. And when she spoke again she was addressing herself as much as Liara, “Breathe!”
But nothing in the universe could calm the storm raging through Liara's body and utterly ravishing what was left of her mind. She couldn't even let out one final squeal before finally succumbing to the ecstasy of her new and impossibly sensitive cock. One moment she was stiffening against Shepard and Samara both, holding on for dear life and near collapsing against Samara, the next she was a helpless puddle of joy. An entirely broken echo of herself coming undone at the seams as reality itself seemed to break down. Pleasure assailed her senses and overcome every last fiber of her being. As if every single one of her nerves had been set alight. Losing any sense of time, place, or self she collapsed into the endless void of bliss swallowing her up. Somehow even the maddening joys of Shepard's lips gliding along her cock faded into the background before long. Though she still felt every stroke of her love's ministrations no matter how deep she sank or how fully she was ruined. Everything beyond that was entirely lost to the abject mania of her ecstasy.
And the entire time Liara was left consumed by her pleasure and incapable of even the barest functions Shepard was swallowing her warmth. Was loudly and enthusiastically gulping down load after thick, gooey load of pent up cum as she continued to worship her lover's prick. Pulling back with every messy eruption she let as much of Liara's ecstasy flood her mouth and pool across her tongue before lurching back down to the base as fast as she could. Only to immediately withdraw again while greedily drinking every last drop of that addicting sweetness in time for another fountain. Yet no matter how fast she was, how fast she moved or how fast she swallowed Liara's cum, Shepard couldn't keep pace with the absolute madness of her love's ecstasy. She still fell out of time with the madcap rhythm and struggled to ever return again as her own pleasure flared like a supernova.
Which simply left her stroking Samara's cock even faster as she released that pent up energy. It wasn't a conscious decision or even something she knew she was doing. Outside of the pleasure that came from soaking her fingers in Samara's precum and hearing the once elegantly composed Justicar pant and whimper almost exactly like Liara used to. All the while listening to Liara completely lose her mind as she let out sounds Shepard had never even dreamed of!
Fighting her own impending release for no other reason than selfishly wanted what Liara was enjoying Samara held back for as long as she could. With every ounce of her strength and her willpower she refused to give in. No matter how desperately Liara clawed at her body and inadvertently groped her ass. Or how frantically Shepard's glistening, precum slathered fingers flew along her ever more sensitive length. Though it took every she had and perhaps everything she be able to muster for the rest of the day Samara held on to the last vestiges of her self control for the eternity that was Liara's first taste of a proper Asari orgasm.
Though to Liara even an eternity seemed woefully inadequate as she lost herself to the endless tides of pleasure. Even as little dregs of her sanity gradually returned bit by bit and she began to feel all the pleasures once lost to her she was no closer to recover. And certainly no closer to finding anything close to normalcy again. Not while Shepard continued to bounce so eagerly along her cock, tenderly massaging her balls or even cupping her ass to pull her closer when she tried to withdraw. Nor as long as she was left with Samara's soft, comforting presence cradling her so close and holding her so warmly. To say nothing of the moans tumbling from Samara's lips and the warmth of her breath against Liara's skin as Shepard tormented her almost as much. Or even the softness of her fellow Asari's plumply toned ass against her trembling fingers.
Only when Shepard's passion finally simmered down and her ministrations finally slowed could Liara even begin to come down from her high. And even when the love of her life entirely withdrew she remained so lost to her ecstasy it was impossible to function. Had it not been for Samara she would've collapsed all the faster.
“Breathe...” She whispered into Liara's ear, guiding her down onto the bed and withdrawing from Shepard entirely in a moment of much needed respite, “Breathe and rest...”
“Shepard...” Liara croaked, her voice already hoarse and throaty as she slumped against the sheets in a sweaty, trembling mess. Barely able to keep her eyes open and wholly incapable of doing anything more than staring she struggled to even whisper again, “Shepard...”
“That was amazing...” Shepard murmured as she cuddled up next to Liara for a moment. Lovingly caressing her face and running her fingers along the crests atop her head Shepard leaned in to give her love a soft, tender kiss. And the moment their lips reunited she felt Liara stiffen, an almost violent shudder rolling through her body. When she pulled back a heartbeat later her lover was still quivering just as hard, “You're amazing...”
“Yes you are.” Samara agreed, her tone fraught with pent up desire as well as her usual serenity, “You did an admirable job of maintaining composure. Your resilience is commendable.”
Smiling at her love for another moment Shepard slowly turned towards Samara with an almost wicked gleam in her eyes, licking her already sloppy lips as she said, “Why don't we test out your resilience too?” in a breathless whisper.
Samara's expression hardened while she suppressed a shiver but there was no suppressing the wild twitch of her already throbbing cock, “I would enjoy that a great deal.”
The words had barely left her mouth before Shepard pounced on her. Or rather lunged like some feral animal. In the blink of an eye she was kissing the base of Samara's cock as she cupped her wonderfully bountiful ass with both hands. Even with all her training and experience Samara was still caught off guard by her lover's ferocity and entirely overwhelmed by how feverishly she moved. How fiercely she sucked as she immediately started flying up and down her length like she'd never stopped tormenting Liara. Shepard was nothing short of unhinged in those first, breathtaking moments.
“Goddess!” Samara panted, gripping fistfuls of Shepard's hair with both hands before she could think to do or say anything else. And when she looked to Liara an instant later locking eyes with her inexperienced companion only made her tremble that much more, “Ohhh Goddess!”
Even though some small part of her had always fantasized about seeing Shepard with another, woman or man, Liara was still amazed by the actual experience of watching it. Of watching the woman she loved more than anything else so passionately gliding along Samara's cock as Samara trembled in fits of abject pleasure. Had she been even the tiniest bit more in control of her shaking body she would have tried to sit up and find a better view. Or perhaps even stroke her own cock as it stiffened and pulsed against the sheets. But she was still so lost in the afterglow of her pleasure Liara could do nothing but watch in ever growing delight. Watch and bite her lip as soft moans erupted from her sore throat with nearly every cycle of Shepard's rhythm.
Not that any of them could hear the sounds Liara let out as Shepard slurped and gurgled and moaned on Samara's length! Just the unending and beautifully lewd noises she let out were enough to fill the quarters around them and drown out just about everything else. Save of course the moans Samara let out as she hurtled closer and closer to her own release. She might've fought tooth and nail to last even a little bit longer before but there was no holding back after Shepard started. Once she was the sole focus of her lover's unbearably passionate desires. Although she didn't even try to stop herself from succumbing to it all. Samara merely let her eyes flutter shut and her body tremble in uncontrollable bursts of passion as she was swallowed up by all the same pleasures Liara had known. Albeit to a marginally less devastating degree. It certainly wasn't her first time basking in such a maddening flood of pleasure but it'd been long enough to erase all prior experiences. Especially as Shepard moved so impossibly fast and sucked so impossibly hard.
Absolutely losing herself in the pleasure of working Samara's cock Shepard couldn't have stopped even if her life depended on it. Moving faster than ever before and slurping on her lovely prick with everything she had she stared up at her gorgeous companion with unabashed glee. All as her cheeks sank inwards and her entire body shook from the pent up lust cascading through her. It was almost enough to push her right over the edge too!
Maybe if Samara had lasted a little while longer she would've been able to cum alongside her but to Shepard's delight and disappointment her companion barely made it a minute. Maybe even a little less than that! It was hard to say and she didn't care enough to dwell on it. How could she when Samara was suddenly pulling her onto her cock and holding her fast? When she all but slammed her prick balls deep into Shepard's throat and pinned her against her dick as she let out the most frantic and pleasure addled moan imaginable. Particularly from her otherwise inhumanly stoic companion! There was no time to think or act or do anything but shudder as her lover's cock swelled and her balls tightened while the rest of her body was absolutely wracked with shudders.
And of course a flood of thick, searing hot cum sprayed into Shepard's stomach. She might've been a little sad she could taste it all but that sadness was nothing compared to her pleasure. The simple pleasure of feeling every pulse of the dick buried in her throat and stretching it so much she could feel her neck distending. The toe curling pleasure of watching Samara's beautiful face twist and contort while she unleashed torrents of ecstasy. And the absolutely maddening pleasure of being pumped full of yet another flood of Asari cum for what felt like minutes on end. Long enough to leave Shepard trembling as her lungs screamed for air!
A reaction that only made her quiver that much harder as the seconds slipped by. As she felt Samara's fingers tugging at her hair while her cock continued to rage. And no matter how hard her body quivered as she was deprived of oxygen Shepard never tried to pull away. Never even considered letting go of Samara's plump, jiggling cheeks.
Not until her companion pulled her off her cock in a fit of desperation, unable to bear the pleasure of her mouth even a moment longer. Because no matter how badly Samara wanted to remain inside Shepard forever the pressures of her throat were absolutely ruinous. During the heights of her bliss they had only been one of many swells ravishing her senses but after she'd stopped cumming? Once she'd completely emptied herself, for the moment at least, inside her beautiful lover? In the aftermath of that bliss there was nothing else to focus on and with her mind as ravished as it was she couldn't hope to endure more than a few seconds of the madness. Even just pulling out again and the ecstasy of pulling Shepard off her length was nearly unbearable. Helped by how hard her cock remained as she did so and how eager her body was to continue. An eagerness she could easily see in Liara's face when Samara looked to her in the aftermath of her joy.
Finally able to push herself upright and look at Samara with a nervous yet excited grin Liara glanced between her and Shepard as she watched them both. Seeing the love of her life turn towards her as another woman's cum glistened across her lips and dripped off her chin was a pleasure beyond anything she'd ever known. Even beyond her wildest dreams. But the realization that Samara was every bit as hard as she was, and that Shepard was far from done with them, was positively exhilarating! Enough to send a bolt of adrenaline lancing through her body as shakily stood up once again.
“What do you want to do now?” She asked, speaking as much to Shepard as Samara and staring at them both with a timid hopefulness.
Rising to her feet and grinning at both women Shepard bit her lower lip and considered those words for all of a moment before asking, “Is there anything your code won't allow?” and looking to Samara with a knowing smirk.
“We're long past those concerns Shepard.” Samara laughed, “What do you desire.”
Instead of answering the question outright Shepard turned away from them and hurried off to the closet. She disappeared inside and returned barely ten seconds later with a small bottle in hand. One that instantly sent a delighted shiver coursing through Liara's body while Samara simply arched an eyebrow. Though her unasked question was quickly answered as Shepard popped the bottle open then poured a generous dollop of the pinkish jelly onto her hand. A split second later that hand was excitedly gliding across Liara's cock and absolutely lathering it in lubrication as she beamed at Samara. Before tossing away the bottle to stroke her cock too, giggling as both Asari stiffened and moaned at even the slightest touch. Liara outright clinging to her within a few moments.
“I want you both at the same time.” She moaned. Locking eyes with Liara and Samara in turn as she continued her ministrations Shepard didn't even try to hide her excitement as she said, “I want both of you inside of me!”
“Sh-Sh-Shepard!” Liara panted, her arm clumsily sliding around her lover's waist as she leaned in close with a giddy smile.
“I was hoping you'd desire that too.” Samara confessed.
“Oh it's the only thing I could think about as soon as you showed me how much your body had changed too.” Shepard whispered. Guiding them both closer as she spoke she admired their cocks for a couple of seconds before saying, “Unfortunately I don't think I can handle all of you in my ass Samara... you'll just have to be satisfied with my pussy!”
“I'll survive.”
“Which means you get to fuck my ass...” Shepard moaned, turning towards Liara and resting her forehead against her lover's, “Just like you always wanted!”
“Shepard!” Liara whimpered, too excited to say much else beyond that. And a simple, “Oh Goddess!”
Watching them together with a smile Samara shifted onto the bed and stretched out across the already messy sheets. And when Shepard finally turned towards her she didn't say a word. She simply wrapped a hand around her cock and held it upright with a faint grin. Much to the delight of both her companions as they grinned at her. Though only one scrambled onto the bed like a wild animal finally released from it's cage.
In an instant Shepard was straddling Samara's cock, greedily batting away her lover's hand to stroke it as she slowly lowered herself onto the tip. Though rather than simply plunging all the way down to the base the instant their bodies connected, like all three of them expected, Shepard looked back at Liara for just a moment. Barely a second or two but just long enough for an unspoken question to pass between them. A tiny little moment of hesitation as she made absolutely sure her love truly wanted what was about to unfold. And of course Liara didn't so much as think twice about giving a frantic nod the moment she locked eyes with Shepard.
A heartbeat later all three women were crying out in pleasure as every last inch of that gorgeously thick cock slid into her pussy. Instantly and ferociously slamming herself down onto Samara's length Shepard threw her head back and groaned until there was no air left in her lungs. All the while rolling her hips and groping Samara's breasts with complete abandon.
Liara watched the unbelievable spectacle of her lover riding another woman with equal parts amazement and joy. Frantically stroking her cock and even taking a clumsy step towards them both she was nothing short of awestruck by how beautiful Shepard looked. How beautiful both of them looked together. She'd never seen her partner from such an incredible angle before and alongside the simple shock, and thrilling ecstasy, of seeing her with someone else it was almost too much. Too much for her to bear and certainly too much for her to resist even before Samara looked past Shepard to meet her gaze for a moment. But upon seeing those unfathomable eyes sparkle as her lips curled even just a little bit higher she couldn't possibly stand idly by for long. Not that anything in the universe could've stopped her from joining them eventually.
Enthralled as she was by how tightly Shepard's pussy trembled around her Samara didn't let herself fall into another haze of ecstasy riddled bliss. Not until her hands found Shepard's hips before sliding down to her taut, muscular ass. Thrusting upwards with just enough force to make her lover gasp Samara flashed Liara a reassuring look and quietly spread their partner's cheeks. Revealing the tight little entrance Liara had long been obsessed with yet forever too embarrassed to truly admit her breathless adoration. At least not with words. There was no hiding how she truly felt upon seeing that gorgeously tight little ring winking and quivering between Samara's fingers.
Especially when Samara let those fingers slip even further between Shepard's cheeks. Far enough to brush against her asshole and leave Shepard absolutely shaking with excitement. An excitement shared by Liara as she finally bridged the gap between them and pressed her swollen, thoroughly lubricated tip against that cute, pink hole. Both of her lovers moaned in delight as soon as Liara made contact, Samara's whole body tensing up just a bit more as Shepard tightened around her in a swell of reflexive excitement. A couple seconds later Shepard was looking back her love. Reaching out to her and slipping a hand around the back of her neck to pull her even closer. Yet before she could wrap Liara up in another kiss, and almost certainly delay the real fun a few more seconds, Liara pushed forward as hard as she could. With all the strength left in her trembling body. And despite how fiercely Shepard's asshole resisted Liara slipped inside without much trouble. Much to the breathless, pleasure addled delight of all three women.
Unable to stop until her cock was buried in Shepard's ass and their bodies were pressed tightly together Liara couldn't hold anything back. Not while she stared into Shepard's eyes and not while her unbearably tight inner walls trembled and convulsed around her. To say nothing of the ecstasy that was Samara's cock rubbing against her own with only a thin wall separating them! She could feel every pulse and twitch as they reverberated through Shepard's body! And the longer she drowned in that oh so tantalizing pleasure the more she wanted to sink down even further.
A sentiment gleefully shared by Shepard and Samara both as the latter immediately started pumping her hips and grinding against the pleasure wracked woman atop her. She couldn't move anywhere near as much as the three of them might've wanted but that hardly mattered. Being able to move at all was a truly incredible pleasure and feeling Shepard react stole her breath away all the more. Though watching her tremble and writhe against them both, moving her body in wholly uncontrollable bursts of unrestrained passion, was a joy few things could overshadow. Particularly when Shepard looked down at her amidst all those feverish movements while still clinging to Liara so tightly. The gratitude on her face was more than words could ever express. And everything Samara could've hoped to see from her beautiful companion.
And after a second or two she was met with both lovers staring down at her with the same unspoken appreciation filling their eyes. One that only blossomed into outright amazement as Liara finally withdraw after an eternity of simply holding herself against Shepard. Just that single retreat was enough to absolutely destroy them both and nearly ruin Samara right alongside them!
“Shepard!” Liara whimpered, desperately wrapping her arms around Shepard's body and holding on for dear life, “Oh Goddess, Shepard!”
Nearly pulling out entirely only to slam back inside her with enough force to ravish all three of them Liara was entirely beyond control. Just the ecstasy of being able to enjoy Shepard's asshole, to feel that tight little ring squeezing her new cock, would've been enough. Even if every other facet of their lives had been entirely normal she would've loved every second of her existence as she wasted no time pumping away. But feeling Samara's cock twitching so hard inside Shepard's pussy and feeling Shepard quivering against them both with such passion? That pushed any hopes she had of lasting more than a minute or two beyond her reach. There was no holding back and no controlling herself as she slammed into her lover's ass with everything she had. Only to pull out again just as feverishly before Shepard could even finish reacting. Much less Samara!
Though in spite of that immediate and overwhelming frenzy neither of them had any trouble keeping up with Liara's frenetic pace. Shepard was beside herself with excitement and very nearly as overwhelmed as Liara herself while Samara merely guided them both as best she could. Even if that amounted to little more than feverishly thrusting up into Shepard's pussy in time with Liara's ever frantic ministrations. Or rather in direct contrast to those constant pumps. Always pulling out as Liara slammed inside and always plunging into Shepard's sex as Liara withdrew she matched her companions with ease. And wasted no time quickening her pace enough to send Shepard bouncing up and down her cock as the bed underneath them groaned under the weight of their bodies. Not that anyone could hear it amidst the feverish smack of colliding flesh and the constant barrage of almost frantic moans tumbling from their lips.
Yet no matter how loud the others were nobody cried out as much as Shepard herself. Even when she didn't have any iar left she still managed to groan and whimper as waves of pleasure crashed down upon her. She was no strange to taking two toys at the same time but tow cocks? Two cocks made for her body and her needs? That was an ecstasy nothing else could possibly match. And one that sent her spiraling right back into the haze of pleasure that'd nearly pushed her over the edge already.
Sometimes grinding against them both and matching their cadence in a feral burst and other times wholly incapable of anything more than taking their cocks Shepard was constantly overcome. Wholly and completely lost to every single moment of pleasure. From the ecstasy of their cocks gliding in and out of her body to the maddening joy of seeing them both when they thrusted with such abandon Shepard could do nothing but drown more and more in the ever rising tides. As if there'd never been any break between the foreplay and the main event overwhelming her. Only now she drifted even further into the madness. Further than she ever could've gone while merely sucking their cocks and swallowing all their warm cum.
Before long her eyes were rolling back in her head as instinct completely took over. Any fragments of conscious thought or coherent desires were little more than flashes of sanity amidst the ever rising waves of bliss coursing through her body. Fleeting glimpses into a reality so far from her own Shepard couldn't even fathom what they were as she shook and trembled against Liara and Samara. Especially as the two quickened their pace and moaned in greater and greater ecstasy, hurtling towards another release of their own as they ravished her. There was no mistaking it even when Shepard's mind was all but gone and her body entirely consumed by pleasure. She could feel it in their so madly throbbing cocks and the floods of precum erupting into her body with nearly every stroke. Floods that only left her shaking all the more as they slathered her inner walls and overwhelmed her in the toe curling warmth of their arousal for what must've been hours on end.
Maybe even days! They'd surely missed their impending mission as they all drowned in the throes of abject pleasure yet none of them could possibly care. Liara had reached the absolute peak of her frenzy as she pounded away at Shepard's tight, well trained ass with complete abandon. Samara was thrusting as fast as she possibly could beneath Shepard and barely clinging to sanity in spite of all her experience. And Shepard was little more than a quivering wreck as she collapsed against Liara while frantically reaching out to Samara at the same time.
Slumping against the love of her life as their unimaginably gorgeous companion took her hand Shepard had never felt anything so perfect in her existence. At least not until she felt Samara's lips close around her finger as it clumsily caressed her face. The moment that beautiful pleasure joined the rest was the last moment of consciousness Shepard could properly fathom.
“Embrace eternity!” Liara and Samara cried out, their eyes turning black as their bodies stiffened against and inside Shepard.
Ecstasy in it's purest form surged through their bodies. Any sense of self, of individuality, vanished as the walls separating their minds and consciousnesses disappeared. All the vast swathes of the cosmos stretched out before them in a single, shimmering instant that never seemed to end. An instant filled with the pleasure no mortal mind could comprehend alone. An all consuming, all encompassing bliss even the three in one struggled to fathom as it ravished their existence. Broke them down and unmade them in the most devastating of ways. All the while bringing them ever closer and holding them together like nothing ever had. Not in any of their lifetimes and perhaps not even in the while of the universe they were suddenly awash in. The physical pleasures assailing their corporeal bodies almost didn't seem to matter even as the ripples of it all spread through them like wildfire. Even as it gradually brought them back down from the soaring heavens they'd been cast into no matter how long their minds remained inextricably linked.
Fountains of warmth exploded into Shepard's asshole and pussy as surely as arousal gushed from her quivering sex. Liara and Samara unleashed such an amazing flood thick strands of their arousal sputtered out of Shepard's body long before they'd even finished. Pushed out by her madcap quivering and the spasmodic shuddering of her innermost walls. And the torrents of arousal gushing from her overflowing sex as she drenched all three of them in her sweetness. None of them could stop while the others were still going and for a time it almost seemed like they'd just continue forever. Like they'd never stop making a complete mess of themselves and one another in the most perverted ways imaginable. Though sadly that wasn't quite possible despite what all three of them wanted and they did slowly come done from their joys in every imaginable sense.
Not that any of that diminished the mess they'd already made of one another or the mess that continued to gush from Shepard's quivering body. By the time Samara and Liara were well and truly finished cumming Shepard was still unleashing creamy sputters of cum with nearly every convulsion as little jets of warmth continued to seep from her pussy. Even after she'd collapsed against between her lovers with both of them still buried inside her. Nothing could stop the tremors from rippling through her in the truly intoxicating afterglow. Ripples that constantly spread through her lovers too as Liara and Samara held Shepard close, held one another close, in a breathless afterglow beyond their most heartfelt dreams.
And none of them moved from that unimaginably comfortable position for what felt like several more hours of pure contentment. They continued to tremble against one another and even share soft little kisses amidst their shivering but they never shifted. Never pulled out. Never did anything but bask in the abject bliss that was being together, their minds still linked by slivers that only compounded the pleasure reverberating through their beings.
Though it was no surprise when Samara was the first to break the silence as she whispered, “Now... now we can all focus on the mission ahead...”
“Yeah...” Shepard panted, too overcome to say anything else.
“What about after?” Liara murmured as she kissed the back of her lover's neck.
“After the mission?”
“Yes...”
“After the mission we'll return here and resume our exercises...” Samara said with a quiet laugh, “Until there's no more distractions left to consider...”
Softly squeezing Liara's hand in lieu of looking back at her Shepard smiled as widely as she could manage and spoke at the exact same time as the love of her life, “I can't wait!”
“Neither can I...” Finally withdrawing after an eternity spent inside her partner Samara sat up and let out a sound caught somewhere between a groan and a sigh, “But we'll have to. The mission is our priority for the time being... and once it's finished...” Shepard and Liara looked up at her with knowing delight and she beamed down at them, “We won't leave these quarters for a very long time!”