[BONUS] The Resurrection Pt. 5 (Mass Effect) (Patreon)

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Themes: Threesome, Synthetic Sex, Rough Sex

Summary: Part 5 of The Resurrection. While her brother is having fun with the only living blue babe in the entire galaxy, Jane has been leading one of the task forces investigating the territories previously held by other species Liara had given them information on. She's absolutely thrilled to find a synthetic figure on a derelict alien cruiser. And even more happy to find out that her examination wakes the unit up and that the Quarians were quite the sexual deviants. 

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“Yeah, yeah, laugh it up and while you’re at it, deal me back in.”

Playing cards with the engineers in the hangar of the SSV Einstein was almost always a losing proposition, but it was also some of the most fun that a man could have while wasting away his credits and wiling away his time. Given that James Vega and his men were currently suffering the time honored military tradition of Hurry Up and Wait, it was basically the best option they had available to them.

On top of that, the SSV Einstein had a corner of its hangar that was basically done up for card games like this one. It allowed them to be out of the way of the rest of the Fleet Carrier’s hardworking crew, namely because the fighter rack over their heads didn’t hold a fighter or anything like that… no, rather, it held the trophy skull of a giant death worm, otherwise once known as Thresher Maws to a previous iteration of civilization.

Commander Jane Shepard was rather infamous for being the first human to ever encounter the species of giant death worms, and her subsequent killing of one of the creatures remained a visible reminder of just how crazy dangerous the Commander was, especially in comparison to her War Hero brother. Jane and John both had enhancements, both had gone through the super soldier program, and both had amazing achievements to their names… but despite being brother and sister, they couldn’t be more night and day in personality.

If one were to liken John Shepard to a Paragon of Virtue… then Jane Shepard would be best described as a Renegade of Recklessness… or something like that, James Vega wasn’t much of a wordsmith, so sue him. All in all, serving under either Shepard was a very different experience… not that anyone who served under Jane Shepard would change it out for anything in the world.

Everyone aboard the SSV Einstein was here because they wanted to be here. It was a crew entirely made up of volunteers, with new blood coming in on the weekly, attracted by Jane’s infamy, thinking they were tough shit. Every single soldier and officer who ended up on the Einstein found themselves thrown into a gauntlet of fire, a crucible of change and in some cases, agony. If they came out the other side, if they lasted long enough, they could call themselves veterans.

If not… well…

As James is studying his cards, brow furrowed, poker face practically nonexistent, his communicator at his waist goes off with a very familiar chime. The tone is one that he knows to mean he’s being summoned by the Commander, up to her quarters. And of course, he’s far from the only one who knows exactly what that chime means.

The soldiers and engineers gathered around the table, both playing and watching the card game, all exchange looks. They don’t have to say anything for James to know exactly what they’re thinking. Things like ‘better him than us’ and ‘he was losing anyways’. Which to be fair… he was. With a grumble, James doesn’t say anything either. He throws his cards down and almost spitefully takes his last buy-in back from the pot.

While there is a squawk of protest from the day’s dealer, another older engineer just puts a hand on the young man’s shoulder, shaking his head and leaning in to explain why it’s better to just let James have his way on this one. It wasn’t like he was taking all of the creds he’d put up so far for the game, after all. He was just taking what he might have had a chance to win and play with… if he hadn’t been called by the All Mighty Power of the SSV Einstein to attend her.

As he leaves the game, James Vega passes by the Einstein’s ‘Memorial Wall’ as well, a snort leaving his nostrils as he glances over at it. The ‘Memorial Wall’ was half-serious, half-mockery. Even though every single one of the Einstein’s crew was there because they wanted to be there, there were some who only thought they wanted to be here. Those sad few didn’t last long under Commander Jane Shepard, and eventually were forced to transfer out.

Hell, poor Jenkins hadn’t even made it to his first combat mission after Shepard got done with him. Smirking in memory, James just shakes his head and makes his way over to the lift, exiting the hangar and entering the Einstein’s crew quarters a half a minute later.

Reaching Shepard’s quarters, James palms the door open only to find Jane and Samantha have already started without him. Completely naked, the two women are over on the bed, with the red-haired Jane on her back moaning wantonly as she laces her fingers through Samantha’s hair and forces the darker skinned woman deep, DEEP into her cunt.

Not that Samantha Traynor seems to mind her appointed task of eating out her Commanding Officer one bit. In fact, from the way Jane is moaning and groaning, Samantha is as enthusiastic as ever. Of course, the moment that the Commander clocks James’ entrance, her eyes zero in on him with a lustful hunger that simply can’t be matched.

“Vega, finally. Get over here so I can suck that big black cock of yours.”

Snorting in amusement, James shucks his shirt off over his head and removes his pants, heading over to the bed as he strips down on the way, one garment at a time. By the time he reaches the bedside and climbs aboard, kneeling right beside Shepard’s head, he’s completely naked and his ‘big black cock’ as Jane had delightfully termed it, is already rising in anticipation of her attention.

Letting out a particularly throaty moan, the red head reaches over, going somewhat cross-eyed as she takes his cock in hand and happily feeds it into her open mouth. Her lolling tongue writhes along the underside of his dick as she goes DEEP on her first pass and then doesn’t let up, bobbing up and down on his cock with a gusto that simply can’t be matched by most women.

But them, everyone knew Jane Shepard was fucking insatiable. And it wasn’t just a super soldier thing either, though that didn’t make it any better. If it were a super soldier thing, they’d heard the same rumors about John Shepard, he figured. As it is, those rumors have only started more recently, and seem to come more from a place of jealousy towards the Commander’s brother for his discovery of the first intelligent alien lifeform.

Meanwhile, Jane had always been the one known as a man-eater… though she didn’t discriminate between the sexes, as was evident with the threesome she’d engaged both him and Traynor in right now. Jane was a firecracker who knew what she wanted and happily took it whenever she could without even an ounce of hesitation.

And fuck if she didn’t know just how to suck his cock. Bobbing up and down on his length, deep-throating him without a single instance of choking on his sizable member as she suppresses her gag reflex, Jane reaches down under his dick with her free hand and fondles his churning ball sack as well. With a low groan, James throws his head back and closes his eyes, one of his large masculine hands coming down atop Jane’s skull.

“Fuck, Commander… getting close already…”

Eyes lighting up, Jane throats him even harder, even faster, taking him to the hilt in her tight esophagus, down her gullet, again and again until finally, he can’t hold back any longer. With a louder groan, James cums in the red head’s mouth, coating her throat with his seed. Jane, for her part, swallows every last bit of it, even as her hips buck upwards into Samantha’s face, grinding away as she cums explosively into the other woman’s mouth.

As they both come down from their respective highs, Jane is the first to fully recover, of course. Pulling off of his cock with a pop, the red head pushes Samantha away and gets up, a wild and wicked salacious grin on her pale face.

“Alright you’re ready, assume the position, Vega.”

Once again snorting in amusement, James nevertheless does as he’s told, getting down on his back on the bed and getting comfortable as his Commanding Officer immediately hops onto his lap. Sidling up his legs, Jane reaches his cock, takes it in both hands, and then lifts herself up before mounting him properly. She gasps and then groans and then moans wantonly as she slides down his length, her eyes fluttering and her mouth opening and closing.

“Oooh yessss, that’s that big fat cock I know and love!”

Grinning as the Commander expresses her vocal pleasure with his dick, James settles his hands onto Jane’s hips, rubbing circles into her flesh with his thumbs and shrugging his shoulders.

“Always happy to be of service, Commander.”

“Nnngh, and you always are of service, Vega. ALWAYS.”

It takes a few moments, but eventually Jane adjusts to his large size, getting nice and comfortable. As she begins to gyrate her hips upon his cock, as she starts to hump him and ride him, moaning all the while, Samantha finally inserts herself back into the dynamic. Her position is an odd one… but exactly what James would have expected from the bisexual woman.

Standing up on the bed, jostling the two of them as she walks into position, Samantha has a wicked smirk on her face. Planting her feet on either side of her torso and her juicy ass and thicc thighs right in front of their Commander’s face, the dark skinned woman proceeds to bend over at the waist… and then keep bending over, until her body was at an acute angle.

Needless to say, Jane didn’t miss a beat in taking advantage of the other woman’s position. Wrapping her arms around Samantha’s upper legs in a particularly perverse hug, the Commander leans forward and buries her face in the other woman’s twat, returning the favor that Traynor had just been doing for her a few moments earlier. As her tongue drives deep into Samantha’s quim, James gets a front row seat to watching her face contort in pleasure as she leans forward more and more until she’s clinging to HIM for dear life.

Chuckling, James accepts Samantha’s mouth upon his own, kissing her and making out with her as their tongues wrestle for control. Of course, with Jane doing what she’s doing, one might say both of them are pretty distracted. His cock is wrapped in the tightest, juiciest, and most energetic cunt he’s ever known and likely will ever know, and Samantha is getting eaten out by the most aggressive, most reckless woman in the entire military.

That said, James definitely has the upper hand. Jane might be riding him harder and faster now, picking up the pace by the second… but she’s truly focused on eating Samantha out, and it shows in how she’s letting him control some of the pace, letting him thrust up into her from below and play the part of the power bottom.

All in all, it’s Samantha who comes out the loser in the exchange, even as she still wins plenty in some seriously pleasurable ways. As Jane distracts her with an enthusiastic tongue, James dominates Samantha’s mouth with his own tongue, turning it into something of a tag team setup with it being almost like two on one.

Amusingly enough, Samantha hadn’t always been so open to sexual exploration. In fact, the first time Jane had pulled them together, Samantha had been rather insistent that she was a lesbian. She’d still given it a try though… and now she identified as bisexual, amusingly enough. Of course, James didn’t for a second believe he truly had anything to do with it, besides providing the ‘big black cock’ to the equation, as Jane would say.

Ultimately, it was the simple truth of existing in Commander Jane Shepard’s orbit. She was just so crazy that you couldn’t help but have her mental instability rub off on you. She was so reckless, so adventurous, so eager to explore new frontiers… that it was pretty much impossible to say no when she wanted you to try something new.

Still, at the end of the day, they both preferred Jane to one another. But that didn’t mean they didn’t enjoy each other’s company all the same. As Samantha squeals into his mouth, James grunts right back into hers. Down below, the eager energizer bunny that she is, Jane manages to bring them both off at the exact same time, milking his cock of a hot, thick load and getting Samantha to squirt all over her face mere seconds later.

As they both cum, James and Samantha end up staring into each other’s eyes. It’s not some moment of true love or romantic interest or anything like that. No, instead it’s a moment of shared understanding, after a fashion. Looking at each other, they both know in that instant… the night is still young, and Jane is just getting started.

Ultimately, they only have each other in the never ending battle against Jane Shepard’s insatiable lusts. There isn’t any room to compete or fight over who gets to spend more time with her, not when they NEED each other to be able to stave her off for another day. That’s the understanding that passes between the two soldiers, even as Jane pulls off of his cock and moves her mouth away from Samantha’s quim.

Before pulling apart to find out what the Commander wants them to do next, they share a little nod, one of resolve and solidarity. They’ve got each other’s backs… their bond of camaraderie is forged in something far more than the fires of battle. Their bonds are forged in the fires of Jane Shepard’s lusts and-

“Oh sheesh, are you two doing that thing again? C’mon, stop exchanging knowing glances about little ole me and get over here. We’re not done yet.”

Right. They were just getting started and-

Before things can go any further however, the comm in Jane’s quarters suddenly buzzes to life.

“Uh, Commander?”

Whipping around, a mulish expression spreading across her face, Jane positively growls her response.

“What is it?”

“… You’re going to want to see this. Came across some space debris that we didn’t think much of at first… then we realized it was a derelict ship. Only, it’s not anything of human design. Cross-referenced it with what your brother’s alien pet gave to high command and, well, it’s apparently either Geth or Quarian. Not sure which just yet but thought you’d want to know.”

Seeing Jane’s face go from annoyed and irritated to lighting up like a Christmas Tree makes both James and Samantha smile at the sheer joy on their Commander’s face. They’re so busy soaking up the good vibes of the moment… that they only belatedly react to Jane racing for the door, still naked as can be in nothing more than her birthday suit.

“C-Commander-!”

“Wait, Shepard, you’re-!”

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Unfortunately, it didn’t seem she was going to get as lucky as her brother. No aliens were found aboard the derelict cruiser, and indeed there were no signs of oxygen or anything else needed for organic life to survive on the ship. Disappointing, sure… but not completely without its cool moments and awesome discoveries.

One of which, Jane Shepard was staring at now. Within a large box that she’d had moved to her quarters was a mechanical platform of a sort. This right here, according to what they knew, was supposed to be a Geth. Admittedly, it wasn’t the only Geth platform they’d found on board the ship… but it was the most interesting one, to Jane anyways.

See, this Geth platform… it came fully equipped with masculine equipment. Meaning genitals. Clearly designed for sexual congress and pleasure. Licking her lips, the red head leans forward over the edge of the crate and reaches down, hooking her hands under the arms of the folded Geth platform.

“Here we go, let’s get you out of there.”

In a frankly amazing display of strength that’s all thanks to her numerous enhancements, this human super soldier proceeds to yank the Geth out of its box, grunting as she does so. Heavy as it is, it’s not quite as big as some of the other platforms they’d found… in fact, it’s a little lithe, with a bit of a wirier frame to it, more… flexibility.

As Jane sets the Geth down on the floor, she plants her hands on her hips and frowns at it.

“Now… how to turn you on?”

Of course, she had no way of knowing that there was no way to turn it on unless it was inhabited by actual Geth Programs. But as it so happened, Jane Shepard had ALWAYS had the luck of the devil on her side. Indeed, she and her brother both went through life achieving amazing things while also having amazing things happen to them.

Call it whatever you will, be it fate or coincidence or destiny… but in this particular instance, Jane Shepard had picked out the single Geth Platform on the entire derelict ship that actually had programs within it still… in fact, it had ALL of the programs that had been operating the ship stored inside of it, the lot of them hibernating and waiting for a time when the Reapers were gone and they could ‘awaken’ once more to a brand new galaxy.

It’d been a long shot… but it was one that was paying off for the Geth now, as the Geth Leaper they were inhabiting slowly woke up right before Jane’s eyes, its big bulbous ‘eye’ suddenly glowing with blue light.

“Holy fuck-!”

Cutting off her exclamation, Jane checks herself, not fully drawing her pistol on the Geth as it slowly unfolds its wiry body and rises to its full, admittedly impressive height. Despite being skinnier and lither than most of the other platforms, it was still taller than your average human by a few feet, and indeed bigger than Jane by over a foot or so. As she looks up at him, she carefully avoids any aggressive moves. For once, she holds back her reckless nature.

“Hey there, handsome. Welcome back to the land of the living. Don’t suppose you understand me, do you?”

Slowly, the Geth cocks its head to the side, staring at her silently.

“Heh, yeah, didn’t think so… hm, let’s try this.”

She’d come prepared, of course. And so, switching her universal translator over to the newly discovered language of Asari (given that the other extinct species’ languages were still being constructed) Jane tries again.

“How about now? This better?”

That gets a flicker from the Geth platform’s solitary eye, and it responds to her, also in Asari.

“You are… not Asari.”

Chuckling, Jane shakes her head.

“Nah, I’m not. I’m human, we’re kind of the new top dogs of the universe now. Heads up, everything you knew before is gone. It’s just us traveling across the cosmos, finding the scattered and shattered remains of the civilization that you once interacted with.”

The Geth barely spends a moment processing this, its mental processes clearly moving at a very fast pace as it reaches up and places one of its three digit hands upon its chest.

“We are Geth. There are one thousand, one hundred and eighty-three programs aboard this platform. We are all that remains of our… crew.”

Nodding along, Jane licks her lips and decides to go for broke. Taking her hand off her pistol, she steps forward… and plants it on the Geth Leaper’s ‘pistol’ instead, palming his synthetic genitals right then and there and giving him a raunchy grin.

“Yeah, I knew what you were. The programs bit is interesting stuff too, but what I’m really curious about is your… equipment. Just how’d you use this big bad boy to ‘interact’ with the organics that came before us, huh?”

Slowly, the Geth Leaper’s head moves down to look at where she’s touching it. To Jane’s amazement and amusement, the synthetic cock she’s feeling up is actually growing in time with her stroking, almost like the Geth is growing aroused from her touch just like an organic man would. How that works, she’s not entirely sure… but she’s also for trying to find out.

“… You are interested in Deviant Behavior? Our past experiences with organics have not all been positive.”

Not dropping her grin for even a second, Jane snickers.

“If ‘Deviant Behavior’ involves you taking this big hard thing and sticking it inside of me to stir up my insides, then yeah, I’m fucking interested in Deviant Behavior. Go on then, Geth. Show me what you got.”

She wouldn’t be Commander Jane Shepard if she wasn’t reckless and aggressive and altogether challenging of any new things she ran into. Still, she’s not entirely sure what to expect of the Geth… and that’s half-why she’s being so blunt and so upfront about her desires. By the time she’s done speaking, the Geth’s genitals are fully ‘erect’ and pointed at her, while also being slightly curved. Needless to say, it’s phallus looks very alien in design, even before one takes the synthetic nature of it into account.

Moving almost too fast for her to see, but not quite, the Geth grabs Jane by her waist and lifts her into the air.

“Very well, human. We will engage in Deviant Behavior.”

If Jane didn’t know any better, she’d say the thing was planning on impaling her right then and there, through clothes and all. With a laugh, she smacks its chest playfully and shakes her head.

“Let me strip down first, silly. I’m wearing clothing, if you couldn’t tell.”

If a synthetic lifeform could feel embarrassment, she’s pretty sure that’s what the Geth Leaper is experiencing now as its bulbous eye flickers, and it carefully sets her down. Jane wastes no time in stripping naked however… and eagerly jumping into its arms. As it rocks back while catching her, its eye flickers some more, even as the tip of its synthetic alien phallus presses against her slippery folds.

“You are heavier than expected for your height and size, human. We have much to learn about your species.”

Grinning, Jane wiggles and then sinks herself down onto the Geth’s cock, groaning as it splits her open. Not as big as James, unfortunately… but a whole new experience more than makes up for that fact. Although, given the Geth were synthetic, they could definitely cobble together some bigger equipment… if the larger platforms pulled off of the derelict cruiser didn’t already come equipped with bigger genitalia in the first place.

She’d have to check, but for now Jane contents herself with clinging to the Geth Leaper like a spider monkey, her arms around its neck and her legs wrapped around its waist as she squeezes down hard, bouncing her hips against his curved cock and enjoying every moment of it.

“Hah! Ah! Don’t, nngh, don’t take me as an, mm, normal expression of my k-kind! I’ve been, oooh, genetically enhanced a few dozen times over! Bones are denser, body is tougher… all that good stuff. So, you know, heh, you don’t gotta hold back.”

It’s large three-fingered hands come down and grab at her ass, pawing at her toned, firm butt cheeks experimentally as the Geth’s eye flickers some more.

“… We see. Very well, human.”

“And hey… the name’s Shepard, Commander Jane Shepard… and don’t you forget it.”

Another pause as the Geth cocks its head to the side.

“Very well, Shepard-Commander.”

Jane lets out a little ‘heh’ at the garbling of her name and title, but before she can say anything else, the Geth begins to move… and not just move but MOVE. Its synthetic phallus might not be of as large a size as James Vega, her favorite organic dildo, but what it lacked in gargantuan size, it more than made up for it in speed and technique.

As Jane is fucked hard and fast upon the Geth platform’s cock, she groans and gurgles, feeling the minute shifts in it’s thrusting, feeling the way the curved nature of its dick manages to dig into her in all the right areas. There’s almost something calculated in the way it fucks her, something of intelligent design. It’s not just hot monkey sex, it’s synthetically designed to drive her monkey brain fucking wild.

“D-Dangerous… so fucking dangerous…”

Gurgling, Jane lets herself get lost in the pleasure, not truly worried at first. It’s not long before she’s cumming on the Geth’s cock though, not long before she’s orgasming all over its curved, alien, synthetic dick. But then, it keeps going. It just keeps fucking her and Jane… Jane might have finally met her match. She doesn’t like to think that, doesn’t like to admit it… but holy fuck, this is amazing.

They end up switching up positions, eventually. Staring out hugging the Geth while getting plowed in a standing fuck is nice and all, but Jane loves variety more than anything. Eventually, she’s on her hands and knees on the bed, with the Geth fucking her doggystyle as she squeals and creams herself again and again. Then, she’s on her side, one leg propped over the Geth’s shoulder. Following that, she’s on her ass, her legs folded up behind her head so the Geth can pound her in a consummate mating press.

It’s never ending. Jane is used to being the insatiable one. Jane is used to being the one on top, the one who controls the pace. And in all fairness, the Geth programs in the Leaper platform are more than willing to listen to her instructions when she constantly has them switching up positions and demands they really give it to her long and hard… but at the same time, they’re relentless in their delivery of pleasure to her.

It’s enough to make a girl feel very desired, but also a little insecure and eventually Jane looks up into that bulbous eye, panting and mewling, all flushed and reddened and sweaty, and asks the obvious.

“You, uh… you get anything out of this? You can cum inside of me if you want… if you do that sort of thing.”

The Geth cocks its sinuous neck to the side, tilting its head at her like a bird.

“This platform is not equipped for ejaculation. However, others aboard the ship you looted should be. This platform is designed for observation and adjustment. We have taken in much data concerning your biology and your limits, Shepard-Commander. This has been crucial to mapping out your species.”

Blinking, Jane lets out a little ‘huh’ before shaking her head.

“Already… already told you, I’m not exactly a normal representation of my species. Here, let’s try this…”

Reaching over and grabbing her comm, Jane places a call, rather than simply sending a summoning. A moment later, a woman’s voice answers.

“Traynor speaking, what’s up Commander?”

“Hey Sam… wanna come be the second human woman to ever be fucked by synthetic life?”

“… Shepard, what did you do?”

Grinning cheekily, even though Samantha can’t see it, Jane snickers.

“Come to my quarters and find out, silly.”

And then she ends the call, looking up at the Geth with a chortle.

“She’ll be here soon. Until then, keep fucking me.”

“As you wish, Shepard-Commander.”

Indeed, Samantha arrives soon after, and upon entering and seeing the state of the room and Shepard, she blanches a bit.

“My god…”

“Sam! Hey, remember that old saying from back on Earth about having a woman in every port? Well, I’ve now got a whole Legion of boyfriends, all eleven hundred and eighty three of them to be exact… in a single port.”

As Jane snickers at her own joke and Samantha facepalms, the Geth Leaper cocks its head to the side and then slowly nods.

“Legion. This designation is acceptable, Shepard-Commander. This collective of Geth programs will now be known as Legion.”

Patting Legion’s chest, Jane shimmies out from under him with a wicked smile, making her way over to Samantha to begin stripping the reluctant but also curious dark-skinned woman down to her birthday suit.

“Sure, Legion. Now, let’s get you with a baseline human woman. Samantha here is a lot less enhanced then I am but is also fighting fit. You’ll have to be a bit gentler with her, but she’ll give you some REALLY nice data.”

“Commander, what exactly are you signing me up for…”

Giggling, Jane lays soft kisses down Samantha’s neck, causing the other woman to moan and tilt her head, baring her neck to her Commander and dominant without a second thought. At the end of the day, they both know Samantha has never been able to say no to Jane… and when the red head passes the darker-skinned woman off to a newly named Legion a few moments later, that remains true.

As Legion acquaints himself with a less superhuman woman and Samantha’s wanton moans begin to fill the air, Jane heads over to her computer, eyes alight with excitement and eager enthusiasm as she pulls up her email and starts composing a message to shoot off to her brother. John might have always been the one to get there first, but Jane liked to think she was the one who did it better.

Let her bro have fun with his big-tittied blue alien babe. After all, wasn’t like the Asari could change out their equipment and alter their bodies on a whim, now, could they? And there was only one of them for now as well. Meanwhile, Jane had over eleven hundred synthetic lifeforms aboard her ship now… and with all sorts of fun platforms to play with them in.

Oh yeah, this was going to be great…