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I threw my head back and groaned, running my hand over the bubble butt of the woman suckling on my cock, her tongue flicking around the tip. I was surprised that she had been able to keep this up for so long without making me cum already. She gave me a few more slow strokes before letting go with one hand, which she reached down between us to hold onto my shaft as it slid out from her mouth, giving her a chance to catch her breath.

She moaned in appreciation at the sight of me standing there with my dick still hanging down between my legs while she licked her lips with a hungry look on her face. Her red hair was pulled into a ponytail, the length reaching down to her shoulders. She wore tight black leather pants and an even tighter top that clung tightly to her large breasts, revealing their soft roundness through the thin fabric. A red thong covered her pussy. Most importantly of all, was just who she was.

Jane Shepard stared hungrily at me, her green eyes filled with lust and desire. She smiled wickedly, then slowly lowered her head towards my throbbing erection, licking it slowly, teasingly.

“You know,” she said softly. “You taste better than any man or woman I've ever tasted before. I think I might like to do this again.”

I grunted as her tongue brushed lightly over the tip of my cock, causing it to jump slightly. She giggled softly, then leaned forward and kissed the head, sucking lightly on the sensitive flesh.

“Fuck!” I groaned, arching my hips towards her face. “That feels good!”

Jane pulled back slightly and smiled. “Mmmmm... you want more, don't you?” she asked coyly.

I nodded eagerly, grabbing her shoulders and pulling her close again. “Yes! Please!”

“Okay," she whispered seductively. “Just let me take care of something first.” She got on her knees, facing away from me and wiggled her ass, causing her tight pants to cling even tighter to her hips. Then she bent forward, reaching behind her to pull down her pants, exposing her perfect buttocks, her red thong stretched tightly between them. She wiggled her ass again and moaned loudly.

I grabbed the waistband of her pants and yanked them down hard, revealing her beautiful ass, her thong pulled tight against her pussy, her labia visible through the thin fabric. I groaned as my cock twitched in anticipation. “Jane…”

She glanced back over her shoulder, looking up at me. “Mmmm, yes? You like?” she purred, wiggling her hips slowly. I nodded, watching her ass move, mesmerized.

“Do you want me to take it off?” she asked, looking at me expectantly.

“Yes!” I breathed, my voice hoarse.

She smiled, then reached down to the waistband of her panties, gripping the elastic band. Slowly, she peeled them off, revealing her gorgeous pussy lips, wet and swollen with arousal. She lifted her ass higher and spread her legs apart slightly, revealing more of her pink folds. I could see her juices glistening on her thighs, her clit sticking out from between them. She looked incredible.

“God, Jane, you're beautiful!” I gasped, staring at her, transfixed.

She giggled softly, then reached out and grabbed my hand, guiding it to her mound, “You wanna touch it? Touch me?”

I nodded dumbly, letting her move my fingers across her slick folds. “Yes,” I breathed, my cock throbbing painfully in my pants.

“Then do it,” she ordered, moving my hand lower and spreading her lips apart with her other hand, exposing her swollen clit. “Touch it.”

My fingers brushed lightly over her clit, causing her to moan softly. “Ohhh, yes!” she murmured.

“Starting without me?” the gruff voice of Cara Dune, the third member of our group, asked, the tall and muscular woman running a towel through her hair, not a single stitch of clothing on her.

“Care to join us?” I asked her, running my fingers through Jane’s folds. Cara smirked.

“I was just going to suggest the same thing,” she said, walking up to the bed and dropping the towel on the floor. She climbed onto the mattress, sitting next to me, and placed a hand on my shoulder, stroking my skin gently.

I leaned my head over, snaring her lips in a hungry kiss, the hand not fingering Jane moving over to caress Cara's toned stomach, the muscles flexing under my palm. My tongue danced with hers, her mouth tasting like toothpaste and a hint of tobacco, the taste only making me want her more.

Her hands ran down my back, tracing the lines of my muscles, causing me to groan against her lips. Her nails scraped across my skin lightly, sending a shiver down my spine. I pulled away from the kiss and moved down her body, kissing my way across her collarbone, nipping at the tender flesh of her neck. She moaned quietly as I nibbled at her earlobe, biting it softly.

I slid my tongue along the curve of her jawline, licking her earlobe, enjoying the feeling of her skin against mine. I nibbled lightly on her earlobe, feeling her pulse quicken under my lips. I kissed her cheek, then trailed my lips down her neck, nibbling her shoulder and licking her pulse point.

She moaned softly as I sucked on her skin, tasting her, savoring the flavor. I felt Jane pull away from my hand, the rustling of fabric telling me that she was stripping the rest of the way, before her own bare skin pressed against me.

I pulled away from Cara's neck and kissed my way back up her body, nipping her chin, then capturing her lips in a passionate embrace, our tongues dueling for dominance. The three of us moaned into each other's mouths, our hands roaming across each other's bodies, groping, caressing, exploring.

My fingers slid between Cara's legs, rubbing her clit lightly, eliciting a loud gasp. Cara broke off the kiss and pulled away from my hand, sliding back down my body, her fingers dancing along my ribs.

I couldn't take it anymore, I needed to fuck one of them or my balls were going to burst.

“Jane, lay on your back,” I commanded, the woman immediately following my command.

As soon as her back hit the bed, I grabbed her legs and spread them apart, kneeling between her legs and lining up the head of my cock with her wet hole. I rubbed the tip of my cock along her folds, coating it with her juices, then pushed it inside of her, groaning as I entered her. She was so hot and tight, her pussy squeezing around me, holding me firmly inside of her.

“C’mon, shore leave ends tomorrow morning,” she said through a groan. “Don’t just sit there, fuck me!”

I obliged her, thrusting into her slowly, savoring the feel of her warmth surrounding me. She wrapped her legs around my waist and pulled me closer, urging me deeper inside of her.

Leaning down, I captured her lips in a heated kiss as I thrust harder and faster, burying myself to the hilt in her. She moaned loudly, arching her hips towards me, her fingers digging into my shoulders. I pulled out of her completely, then slammed back into her, her tight pussy gripping me tightly, making me gasp.

I pounded into her hard and fast, slamming into her, fucking her roughly, driving myself into her again and again, our bodies moving together in perfect harmony, the bed rocking beneath us. She moaned loudly, throwing her head back, her mouth hanging open in a silent scream as her orgasm approached. I felt her muscles clench around me, her body shuddering in pleasure, her juices coating my shaft as she came, her orgasm triggering my own.

With a loud groan, thrusting into her one last time, I held myself deep inside of her as my cock pulsed, pumping load after load of my seed into her womb, filling her with my essence. We collapsed against each other, panting heavily, both of us sweaty and sticky from our exertions.

I stayed inside of her, my cock softening as we lay there, panting heavily. Cara crawled onto the bed and knelt next to me, a playful smirk on her face.

“My turn?” she asked half hopefully half warningly.

“Yeah, sure,” I replied, nodding. After a moment’s hesitation, I told her, “But, uh, I don't know how long I'll be able to go for, I didn’t have the funds for any of the dedicated sex based perks in my build.”

She snorted, even as she pushed me into a sitting position, and said, “If you need Company perks to be a better partner than my last one, you are officially the worst person in bed in the history of the multiverse. Given Jane’s reactions, I don’t think that’s something to be concerned about.”

I really didn’t want to hear about anyone else who’d been with Cara, so I took hold of her hair and pulled her down for another kiss, even as she swung her leg over mine, straddling my lap. Her hands went to my shoulders, using them as leverage to push herself upwards, her pussy slowly sliding along my still hard shaft until it slipped inside.

I broke the kiss with a gasp as she began riding me, her movements slow and steady, her hips rolling rhythmically as she rode me, grinding her pelvis against mine, her tight pussy squeezing around me, coaxing me deeper into her. I placed my hands on her hips, guiding her movements, helping her move up and down my cock, thrusting into her hard and fast, pounding into her, burying myself inside of her.

We were both breathing heavily, moaning and gasping, the bed creaking beneath us as we fucked, the sounds of our lovemaking filling the room. She threw her head back, her long hair cascading down her back, her breasts bouncing in front of me, her nipples hard and erect. With them presented to me like that, how could I do anything else?

I leaned forward and latched onto her nipple, sucking on it hard, making her cry out in pleasure. She continued to ride me, her pussy clenching around me, milking me, her body shuddering as her orgasm neared. Suddenly, she stopped moving, holding herself still, her legs wrapped tightly around me, her inner walls gripping my cock.

Her juices flooded my shaft, her muscles clenched around me, and it sent me over the edge, my cock erupting inside of her, pumping rope after rope of cum into her waiting womb, filling her completely. She gasped, her body trembling as her orgasm hit her, her pussy clamping down around me, squeezing every drop out of me.

The two of us collapsed onto the bed, our bodies spent, exhausted, our chests heaving as we tried to catch our breath.

“This opportunity was the best opportunity of my life,” I muttered between breaths.

I wasn’t really referring to the two badass women who were capable of snapping old me like a twig (not that it was a high bar, given...yeah). I was in a version of the Milky Way galaxy I’d fallen in love with when I was a kid, with one woman who would lead the galaxy and another who was just as badass. Best of all: these women wouldn’t betray me like...she did.

Shaking my head, I sighed, “Much as I’d like to stay in bed exploring new positions all day, there are important things to discuss.”

Jane sighed, sitting up cross legged and facing Cara and I. With a resigned frown, she said, “We’re going to be splitting up. I’m to board the ship that’s my next assignment at 0800 tomorrow, a ship that I’m not permitted to talk about.”

“The Normandy SR1, a jointly built ship between the Systems Alliance and the Turian Hierarchy, a stealth frigate with an oversized drive core,” I said bluntly, making her blink. “But yes, the shakedown run isn’t something that can be avoided. I’ll explain later, but suffice to say that if you’re not on it then things will go really bad.

“In any case, that’s not what I was specifically referring to. In a week, there’s going to be other Contractors arriving somewhere in the Milky Way. They’ll be focusing on either killing or subverting us to add us to their own retinues. I have no idea if they’ll know anything about the galaxy, the politics, or the shit that the majority of the galaxy doesn’t know about.”

We talked and planned for the rest of the day, briefly heading out of the pocket home to get omnitools for myself and Cara. I wanted to test out the powers I’d gotten from my Template, but twenty second century Earth had more eyes, both civilian and otherwise, than I’d like, and I had a hunch that jet and fighter grade weapons would punch through my Tier Four version of viltrumite toughness.

Still, coming in as an Extra meant I had a legal identity, along with money. Not a lot, but enough that I was able to book a last minute ticket off Earth. I needed more Company funds, and there were two planets that I could think of where I’d be able to Stamp a target that would provide me with an influx of Company Credits. It had just been a choice of going to Tuchanka or Feros, and my lack of Body Defense made the choice readily apparent.