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"What's on the agenda for this afternoon, Shepard? You don't really spend all your time lounging around your throne room drinking second-rate wine these days, do you?"
Sultana Shepard looked over at Aria, slightly envious of the way she and Tevos were curled up together. The Queen of Omega and her bondmate were two of her closest friends, and she was glad they had chosen to leave their own kingdom and visit her in Normandy for a few weeks, but their behavior was starting to grate on her nerves. They were sprawled on a comfortable cushion, and had been murmuring amongst themselves for the better part of an hour, complete with longing looks and sickeningly gentle caresses.
Under normal circumstances, she wouldn't have minded. She might have even asked to join in. But something about their behavior was bothering her, although she couldn't quite put her finger on what. "If you don't like the wine, you don't have to drink it. Or are you so picky that you only drink bottles straight from Serrice these days?"
Aria rolled her eyes and extended her middle finger in a decidedly human gesture.
"But if you're only complaining because you're bored," Shepard continued, "I've got good news. We should have some entertainment showing up soon. One of the batarian slavers I purchase from says he has good stock right now. I'm always looking for some new blood for my harem."
That got Aria's attention. She sat up, her interest recaptured. "That sounds delicious. It seems Tevos and I decided to visit at the perfect time."
Shepard watched as Tevos's slender hand traveled across Aria's well-muscled back. "Wipe the drool off your chin, sweetheart," she said, sitting up and cuddling closer to Aria's side. Her teasing touch wandered further down, snaking around Aria's waist and cupping the considerable bulge between her legs. "I'm sure Shepard won't mind if you help her test some of the girls. She might even appreciate a second opinion."
The Sultana felt a pang of sympathy. Thanks to Tevos's display, her own pants were beginning to feel constricting, although she wasn't particularly embarrassed about it. Aria only used her cock for special occasions, but she had taken to wearing hers nearly all the time. It was capable of transmitting sensation, and the magic toy was worth every gold piece she had paid the salarians during a long-ago trip to Sur'Kesh.
A loud knock on the large double doors made Shepard break her stare. She turned away from Aria and Tevos, giving a subtle nod to her Captain of the Guard. Ashley Williams had been standing poker-straight at her usual post, but at the silent command, she headed for the entryway. Shepard observed as she opened the doors, trying to determine if her gait was even stiffer than usual. Although she counted Ashley among her closest friends, she would be the first to admit that the Captain was ridiculously uptight.
After a few terse words with Ashley, a batarian in off-white silken robes was allowed to enter and approach her throne. He bowed low, keeping a respectable distance, especially with the threat of Ashley standing slightly behind and to the right. "Revered Sultana," he said in his most groveling voice, a tone that made Shepard cringe with discomfort, "thank you for honoring me with your patronage. If it pleases you, I'll have the slaves brought in for your inspection immediately."
Shepard nodded her head. "Thank you, Balak. I'll give you the usual price for any of the girls I choose."
"And the others?" Balak asked, unable to hide his greed.
Although Shepard detested his lack of subtlety, she knew the slaver's next stop would be Tuchanka. Any slaves who made it that far would undoubtedly be worse off than if she purchased them. "I'll buy out their contracts as well and put them to work in the palace."
"Very well, Your Majesty. I promise you won't be disappointed in the selection." Balak signaled out into the hall, and a line of women entered the room, flanked on both sides by several battle-scarred batarians. Each of them wore a long, flowing skirt with waist-high slits running up the sides, and light chains were threaded through the metal cuffs around their wrists.
"What have I said about the chains, Balak?" Shepard said with a sigh. She didn't like her women bound or restrained when she was first testing them out. Once she had purchased them, it was a different matter, but that was only after they were officially her property and she knew they would enjoy themselves.
"Of course, Sultana," Balak said, signaling for his men to release the captives.
As Shepard left her throne, she caught a glimpse of Tevos placing a kiss at the base of Aria's throat. "Go enjoy yourself, my love. Just remember, we're not bringing anyone back home with us." With a final pat to the thickening bulge between Aria's thighs, Tevos stood up with as elegant a motion as her fine breeding dictated and walked to the side of the room, where a table of delicacies awaited her. She sat in a comfortable chair and crossed her legs, picking daintily at the food around her and settling in to watch the show.
Shepard halted in front of the two lines, inspecting them carefully from a short distance away. There were ten women in all, five in front and five behind. Most of them lowered their heads in deference, although one of the slaves in the back, an asari maiden with a soft, pretty face and freckled cheeks, held her gaze for a moment too long. Shepard's eyes lingered on her for a while before she recaptured her focus. "What do you think, Aria?" she asked, turning to look at her friend. "Any of them strike your fancy?"
Aria stood a few paces back, arms folded over her chest. "Not a bad selection," she admitted. "I'm sure you'll find at least one worth purchasing for your harem."
Satisfied with Aria's answer, Shepard turned back to the slaves. "The ten of you are lucky to be here," she said, letting her eyes run up and down the line. Many of them seemed surprised that she was addressing them directly, but she ignored the startled looks. "I've purchased all of your contracts, and you can consider Normandy your new home. If you wish, you may leave the room now and be assigned to work somewhere in the palace. However, if you choose to stay, you will be given a precious opportunity. If you impress me enough, I might select you for my royal harem. Your only duty will to be serve me when I call on you. Otherwise, you may spend your time any way you please, and you will be given anything you desire."
She paused, waiting for any objections, but none came. A smile spread across her face, and she couldn't help feeling relieved that the shy maiden in the back row hadn't spoken up.
"Good. Consider this your audition." She began her perusal at the left side of the first line, approaching a curvy human female with short auburn hair. As she inspected the slave, Shepard's touch was clinical rather than seductive, testing the give and texture of her flesh. She carefully checked the woman's hair, teeth, and nails before unhooking her skirt with a quick flick of her fingers and letting it fall to the floor. Urging the slave's thighs to part, she slid one hand between her legs, peeling apart her bare lips to reveal pink inner folds.
Satisfied with what she found, she moved on to the next slave in line, a turian this time, and repeated the process. Aside from having much sharper teeth than the human and an exoskeleton instead of warm skin, the process was similar. It took Shepard slightly longer to examine her, since the turian had protective plating between her legs, but she knew from experience exactly where to touch. She made a pleased noise when the turian responded, plates retracting to reveal her soft inner parts. Shepard even slid inside of this one, testing her tightness and curling her fingers slightly before pulling out and moving on.
As she continued working her way through the women, Shepard wasn't always pleased with what she found. She sent the next two human women and a second turian away before moving to the back and stopping in front of an asari with beautiful dark markings dotting her cheeks. Shepard took her time, cupping her hands over the asari's breasts and smirking when she felt the beautiful slave's nipples harden against her palms. "You'll like her, Aria," she said as she ran her hand down the slave's shivering stomach. "She's exactly your type. I'll make sure to give you a turn at some point."
"You're the host," Aria drawled, although she fixed on the asari with clear interest. "You get first pick."
Shepard looked down the line at the last four slaves waiting for her inspection. They were all asari like the one previous. "A little heavy on the asari this time, aren't you, Balak?"
"We are quite aware of your preferences by now, Sultana," Balak said with a slight bow. "If you desire a more even selection next time, that can certainly be arranged."
Of the next three, Shepard dismissed two and accepted one, mostly because she thought Tevos and Aria would enjoy playing with her. Then, she finally focused her attention on the blushing maiden. She exposed this asari like all the others, admiring the tempting flare of her hips. Her taut stomach had just a bit of womanly curve to it, and Shepard was pleased to see that her adorable freckles extended all the way down to her full breasts. While she hadn't been exactly disinterested or completely unaffected as she inspected the other women, this one really made her cock stand at attention. There was an innocent quality about her that Shepard found appealing, and this was the only one who trembled uncontrollably under her hands.
"Spread your legs, little one," she whispered soothingly when the maiden's thighs didn't part for her. Her directions were followed with a little squeak of embarrassment. Shepard found the sound rather endearing, but when she cupped her hand over the pretty slave's azure, she didn't find any wetness. That alone should have been enough to dismiss the frightened-looking asari, but instead, Shepard found herself saying, "I'll try this one as well."
As the rejected slaves were led out of the throne room and the five potential royal harem slaves were situated on the lush pillows covering the floor, Aria approached from behind her. "No offense, Shepard, but what were you thinking with that last one? She's pretty, I'll grant you that, but I could spot her innocence from my palace. I thought you liked your women more experienced?"
"I was craving something different, and this one is definitely different," Shepard said, a little defensively. "Besides, it could be fun to break someone in to my particular tastes."
Aria shook her head, but didn't offer any more unwelcome opinions. "Don't take too long, will you? I'm getting impatient." She stole another look over her shoulder at Tevos, who was watching them with intense interest. "And if I play my cards right, I might be able to have one of these beautiful girls as well as my bondmate in bed with me tonight."
"You know I'm a good hostess," Shepard said. "The second-to-last slave I picked is for you. You're welcome to try her out first and let me know if she's worth my time. I know you'll probably prefer the darker one, but I've got dibs on her. Maybe you can have her for tonight, though, if she performs well enough."
Aria nodded in agreement, accepting hers terms. "I'll make sure to tell you how she handles," she drawled, approaching the other asari that Shepard had chosen. Unlike the first, she had lighter markings on her face, and her skin tone was a bright, royal blue, not unlike Tevos. She was obviously already trained as a slave, because she dropped to her knees on instinct, and did not look intimidated or afraid as Aria stopped in front of her.
Shepard glanced back at Tevos, smirking slightly. "She always enjoys the ones that look like you, doesn't she?"
Tevos shot Shepard a coy look back, verging on seductive. "She enjoys them because they look like me, Shepard." She slid a grape past her tattooed lips, amusement glinting in her eyes. Shepard followed her gaze, snorting in amusement as they both watched Aria ease the thick shaft of her cock through the front of her pants. Obviously, things like taking the time to undress were beneath the Queen of Omega when there was easy sex to be had.
Ignoring her for the moment, Shepard left her own flowing trousers in-tact as well, not bothering to adjust the considerable bulge at the front. That would be the job of whichever slave she selected. Once again, her attention returned to the shy asari she had sampled last, and her shaft twitched with want. However, the poor thing still looked slightly terrified, and Shepard was no monster. She decided to sample a few of the other girls first and show the true object of her interest that no harm would come to her.
Shepard gestured to the auburn-haired human she had chosen first. "Come here." The woman padded over on bare feet. "Kneel," she ordered, pointing at the ground. The woman knelt obediently. For a moment, Shepard considered testing the slave's mouth, but then she caught sight of the turian she had also selected. Now, there was a slave she was truly intrigued by, although not as much as the shy maiden who was still shifting uncomfortably on the sidelines. "You as well," she said, making up her mind.
The turian hurried to obey, but when she reached Shepard and made to drop to her knees, Shepard stopped her. Instead, she reached out, raking her nails along the turian's crest and enjoying the way she trilled. This one had been fairly responsive before, and Shepard decided to test her further. But while she did, she thought she deserved some pleasure as well. "Take out my cock," she ordered the auburn-haired woman kneeling at her feet. "You'll service me with your mouth first."
The woman obeyed immediately, hurrying to open the front of her pants. Shepard let out a low sigh as the slave's warm fist curled around the base of her shaft, providing her with some much-needed pressure. Meanwhile, she turned her attention to the turian, running her hand along the lithe, slender body, pressing between the edges of plates and caressing her waist. She knew from experience where turians liked to be touched.
When her hand drifted lower, she was pleased to find that the slave's protective plating had already retracted, giving her easy access to the soft, wet folds underneath. That was one trouble with turians. The unwilling ones would clamp shut unless you knew how to pry the plates apart, or in her case, how to seduce them into opening up on their own. She curled two of her fingers back inside, enjoying the tight, clinging muscle enveloping them. This slave definitely merited further study.
"Mmm, already prepared for me," Shepard said to the turian, moaning a little when she felt the head of her cock become engulfed in the wet heat of the human's mouth. "I like that." She looked down at the woman attending to her and brushed a lock of shining hair away from her face. The gesture earned her a muffled moan and a few feather-light flicks over her sensitive head. "And you're certainly no stranger to servicing a cock either."
Shepard couldn't help but look over at where the shy asari was standing as close to the edge of the room as possible. She was looking down at the ground, trying not to pay attention to what was going on around her. Shepard was disappointed, but she couldn't deny the pull in her cock that came just from looking at the beautiful maiden. She needed to fuck before she embarrassed herself. "Enough," Shepard said to the human, who seemed reluctant to pull back. "And you." She aimed her eyes at the turian once more. "Lie down."
The human slave quickly got out of the way as the turian stretched out on the nearest cushion and spread her legs without being asked. Shepard shed her pants, tossing them thoughtlessly aside as she dropped to her knees. She settled herself between the slave's thighs, fitting the head of her cock to the turian's opening. With a slight push forward, Shepard tested her entrance, smiling in approval when the tip met a tide of wetness. She slid all the way inside with one smooth push, pleased when the turian's legs lifted to cradle her hips. "I see you've done this before," she said as the slave began squeezing around her, urging her to thrust.
"I have," the turian trilled. The next thrust left her gasping, and a look of surprised pleasure crossed her face. "But I rarely enjoy it so much."
Shepard picked up a slow rhythm with her hips, testing a few different tempos before she settled on the one she wanted. She was pleased that this slave seemed willing to engage her in conversation, and had almost made the decision to choose her already. "If you don't usually enjoy it, why did you stay?"
"Because I wanted to," the turian said. The flange in her voice wavered, and Shepard felt a swell of pride. Her desires were paramount when she took one of her slaves, but that didn't mean she was indifferent to their pleasure. She knew that the more they enjoyed themselves, the more willing they would be to service her. "I've heard the rumors about you, Sultana. People know how well you treat your slaves, especially the members of your harem."
"Pretty words." Shepard sped up, listening to the soft sounds coming from the slave beneath her. "But your body is what I'm interested in right now. I will give you a hint, though. I prefer women who aren't afraid to take their own pleasure while I'm fucking them."
A thoughtful look crossed the turian's face as she considered her options. The slave had already impressed her by speaking up freely in answer to her questions, and the Sultana appreciated that she didn't seem afraid of sex or pleasure. Once more, she stole a quick glance at the nervous asari at the other end of the room. Despite her apparent reluctance and shyness, something about her made Shepard's cock twitch as she continued plunging in and out. The maiden was so far from her usual type, but she couldn't seem to help herself.
Movement beneath her caused Shepard to return her focus to the two women she was testing, and she looked back in time to see the turian drawing the auburn-haired human into a kiss. It was a little messy with the turian's mandibles and sharp teeth, but the sight was surprisingly erotic. Even more impressed with the turian's bravery, Shepard increased the pace of her thrusts, feeling a familiar strain build in the base of her cock. She reached a hand between their bodies, sliding her fingers along the edges of the turian's plates, drawing inward until she found the slave's clit.
The turian's reaction was immediate. She bucked, clenching down hard and moaning against the other slave's lips. Apparently trying to catch up, or perhaps because she wanted to, the auburn-haired human began running her hands over whatever parts of Shepard's body she could reach, caressing her shoulders and tracing outlines over the straining muscles in her arms as she braced herself on her elbows.
"Enjoying yourself, Shepard?" a familiar voice drawled, and Shepard caught a glimpse of Aria's boots in her field of vision.
"Very much," she panted, plunging deeper into the turian and enjoying the way she cried out, obviously relishing the rough treatment. "This one is milking my cock for all she's worth." The velvety walls around her pulsed in response to her words. "And the other has a very skilled mouth..."
"I just finished getting some amazing head, so I think I'll try her azure next… If you don't mind, of course," she added at the last moment.
Curious what Aria had done with the slave she had been testing, Shepard lifted her head high enough to catch a glimpse. The asari was still kneeling where she had been left, and if the wetness on her face and upper chest was any indication, Aria had enjoyed herself.
"Go ahead," Shepard said, the last word fading off into a groan when the turian squeezed down extra tight around her straining shaft. "I'm a little busy here."
"I can see that," Aria chuckled. She cast a hungry glance over at the other asari with the dark markings, who was still off to the side, but paying rapt attention to everyone in the room.
"Be patient, Aria," Shepard warned, a little breathlessly. "I see where you're looking. You can have her after I've taken a turn. Besides, you still haven't finished with the first slave I gave you."
"Listen to Shepard, dear heart," Tevos added lightly, carefully choosing another piece of fruit and slipping it seductively between her lips. "Play with the toy she was gracious enough to let you borrow before you go stealing one of hers."
Instead of being offended, Aria's eyes flashed at Tevos's encouragement. She returned her attention to the slave before her, urging the asari to her feet and taking her lips in a deep, fierce kiss.
As entertaining as it was to watch Tevos and Aria's dynamic, Shepard could feel ripples pulsing along the length of her cock. She focused back on the slave beneath her. "You're going to make me come," she growled, pumping her hips harder and moving her fingers more purposefully over the turian's clit. "You have my permission to release first. In fact, I'd prefer it."
The turian seemed to melt with relief at her words. Her strong inner muscles clamped down, and she cried out, bucking her hips upward as she came in fluttering pulses. "Good girl," Shepard praised as she continued manipulating the slave's clit, enjoying the sensations travelling the length of her shaft. But as good as it felt to have a willing woman come around her, she didn't make a habit of filling her slaves.
As soon as the turian's tight muscles released her, she sat back onto her heels between the slave's splayed legs. A few short strokes of her fist, and she crested. A powerful stream of thick, clear come shot from the end of her cock, splashing across the turian's stomach. She emptied herself in spurts, groaning at the blissful release of pressure, but she didn't bother watching. Instead, her gaze darted across the room to the innocent maiden who had so captivated her. The asari was still staring at her with wide blue eyes, and a purple blush tinged her cheeks.
Once she had emptied herself, Shepard looked back down to study the turian she had finished testing. The slave surprised her by sliding her claws through the fluid on her abdomen, coating the digits before slipping them into her mouth. The display made Shepard smile, and she leaned over to whisper near the turian's crest. "Congratulations. I think I'll be keeping you."
Pushing back onto her heels once again, Shepard surveyed the room. The shy maiden that she wanted so much was still as far from everyone else as possible. The asari with the dark markings was sitting on a cushion not far away, her attentions split between watching the show Shepard was putting on and the one that Aria had going on her other side. Shepard took a minute to appreciate Aria's form, obviously lithe and strong even through the clothes she still wore, as her friend fucked the final asari from behind. Tevos was watching her bondmate's every move with a deceptively distant expression.
Seeing that the turian was looking up at her, properly awaiting her next command, Shepard decided to put that obedience to good use. "Go to the slave over there and get her ready for me," Shepard said, pointing to the asari with the dark markings. She left her instructions at that, wanting to see exactly what the turian would do, and watched the slave shift across the luxurious cushions.
"Hands and knees in front of me," Shepard said to the human who was still kneeling demurely next to her, snapping her fingers and pointing to the spot. The human complied with her order, but didn't seem quite as eager as the turian had been. Shepard absently wondered if everyone was going to be found lacking after the first slave's obvious enthusiasm and enjoyment of pleasure. Still, she set the auburn-haired human up how she wanted her, making sure she had an excellent view of what the turian was doing to the darker asari, and tested out the slave's entrance. She was passably wet, and Shepard's cock was still slick, so she lined up the head and pushed forward.
As she began thrusting in and out of the auburn-haired human, who was doing a fairly good job at rocking back, her eyes fell on the last asari once more. The sweet-looking maiden seemed shocked by what she was witnessing, torn between fear and fascination. That, Shepard decided, was a fair enough starting point. She was confident that once she got a little more time with the shy slave, she could coax her into opening up. Shepard resolved to save her for last and test her out alone, without any distractions.
Suddenly, the maiden seemed to notice that Shepard was looking at her. Her body grew tense, and she froze, seeming unsure what to do now that she was being watched. The more closely Shepard observed the her, the more she began to wonder if the asari was completely unbroken. Unlike the other slaves in the group, she seemed overwhelmed. Balak had probably made a mistake, but Shepard hoped it would turn out to her benefit.
Not wanting to startle the maiden or put her on edge before she had even gotten a chance to sample her, Shepard turned her attention to the turian she had decided to add to her harem. She was currently heavily involved with the beautiful, dark-patterned asari, making use of her long, agile tongue between the slave's legs. Shepard noticed that Aria was also watching them intently, obviously making plans for later that evening.
Shepard decided that since she was observing everyone else in the room instead of focusing on what she was doing, the woman below her wasn't capturing her interest. Still, she was sure that she could find another use for her in the palace. Swiftly, the Sultana reached a hand between the auburn-haired slave's legs and began manipulating her clit. She wasn't prepared to come herself, not yet, but pleasing the slave would be easy enough. Then, she would hurry to break in the second-to-last asari so Aria could have a chance to test her, and she could move on to the woman who had truly captivated her.
The human slave cried out and bucked beneath her, inner muscles clenching down deliciously around the shaft of her cock. Shepard enjoyed the contractions, but attention kept sliding back to the shy maiden. Fortunately, she was starting to look a little less terrified. 'That's right,' Shepard thought as their eyes locked. 'I only bring pleasure to my slaves. I'm not going to hurt you.'
Once she sensed that the woman beneath her was spent, she pulled out, wiping the tip of her cock on the human's quivering thigh. Then, she looked at Aria just in time to watch her pull out and come across her slave's arched back. Shepard wasn't particularly interested in that asari, and had only selected her because she knew that Aria would want to try her. However, she knew that Aria's true interest lay in the other slave she had selected, and so Shepard resolved to be quick with her.
Shepard walked over to where the turian was busy using her mouth, and doing a damn good job of it if the asari's loud moans were anything to go by. She put her hand on the back of her first harem pick's head, and the slave immediately pulled back from what she was doing, licking the last remnants of the asari's juices that clung to her mouth. 'I definitely made a good choice with her,' Shepard thought, admiring how the turian relished the delicate flavor.
"You're going to ride me," Shepard said, focusing her attention on the asari. She reclined on the soft cushions, but kept her upper body supported on her elbows, eager to enjoy the view. While she usually preferred to be the one in control, this position had its advantages, and she felt as though she deserved a little break after fucking the turian and the auburn haired human in quick succession. She also wanted to be well rested before she tested out the shy asari across the room.
Aria wasn't particularly interested in Shepard's show, but she couldn't miss the heated look her friend shot over at the final, untouched asari. She smirked at the obvious intrigue between the two, and looked forward to watching how it would unfold. She had always thought Shepard preferred the experienced ones, but she had never seen her friend so taken with a slave before.
Feeling her bondmate's gaze on her, Aria looked toward Tevos, catching the mischievous expression on her beautiful face. It was too tempting to resist, and she pushed herself to her feet and walked over, not bothering to tuck her cock back into her pants. She knew Tevos enjoyed looking at it, glistening with another's wetness, and she still had hopes of fucking the asari with the dark facial markings once Shepard was through with her. She stopped in front of Tevos with a smug grin on her face, not surprised when her bondmate fisted a hand in her shirt and pulled her down for a kiss.
"How was she?" Tevos asked, lips brushing against hers with every word. A soft hand wrapped around the base of her cock and tugged, coaxing her to push her hips forward.
"Nice enough. Nothing compared to you, of course. Would you like a taste?" she teased, her meaning obvious when she pushed into Tevos's hand again.
"Tempting, my dear," Tevos said, releasing her shaft with one final pump of her fist. "But I'll let you play and keep my favors until later. You're always so much better to me when you think you have something to make up for. Besides, you know I like watching." Tevos leaned up and kissed her softly on the lips once more, a quick touch that was soon over. "Why don't you sit down and watch Shepard break her in? Then you can have her and tell me if I'll be enjoying myself tonight."
"You'll always enjoy yourself as long as I'm there," Aria said smugly, sitting down in the chair next to Tevos. She nuzzled into her bondmate's neck, nipping at her pulse point. "And you're an excellent teacher if she needs a little… direction."
Shepard was too busy enjoying the pleasures of her new slave girl to worry much about what Aria and Tevos were doing beside the food table. Although she hadn't been quite as captivated by this asari as she had by the turian and the shy maiden at the end of the line, she was enjoying herself more than she expected. The slave obviously knew how to ride a cock, and she was proving it with every downward thrust of her hips. She had taken all of Shepard's length almost immediately, groaning at the fullness, but she was still deliciously tight.
"You're going to enjoy this one," Shepard called out, raising her voice just enough so that Aria could hear her as the asari rose and fell over her lap, occasionally pausing to kiss and caress the turian beside her.
Aria paused her whispered conversation with Tevos, casting a hungry look at the scene before her. "When is it going to be my turn?" she asked impatiently, still leaning back comfortably in her seat. When Tevos's hand returned to the slick shaft of her cock and began a slow, deliberate pumping motion from the strained base to the very tip, the only sign of pleasure she gave was to spread her legs and offer her bondmate more room to maneuver.
"I promised you could have a turn once I'm finished with her," Shepard reminded her, unable to resist gripping the asari's hips and thrusting up into her at her own pace. The asari gasped and fell into her rhythm without being asked, another point in her favor. The muscles pulling at her cock already had Shepard close to a second release, and she didn't fight it, knowing that Aria wanted a turn as soon as she was finished. However, she slowed down slightly when she noticed that Tevos was taking care of Aria's most pressing needs. She had no reason to rush, and Aria had no reason to complain.
Aria probably said something sarcastic in response, but Shepard's gaze drifted once again to the maiden still in the corner of the room. Determined to put on a show and further relax the innocent slave's guard, Shepard began rubbing circles over the asari's clit on every downward push, coaxing out several delicious cries of pleasure. She was pleased when she saw a little more of the fear fade from the beautiful maiden's face. Hopefully, she was starting to realize that submitting only meant pleasure.
"Stop making doe-eyes at the unbroken one and finish up," Aria said, her voice tight enough that Shepard could tell she was close.
Although part of her wanted to chastise her friend, she had also been thinking along the same lines. This asari would make a fairly nice addition to the harem, particularly for the times when Aria and Tevos chose to visit. "Here," she said, offering her hand to the slender turian slave she had already selected. "Come with her." The turian needed no prodding. She stopped kissing the asari and mounted Shepard's fingers, clutching down around them as they curled. Meanwhile, Shepard used her other hand to manipulate the asari's straining ridge, enjoying the way it twitched against her fingers. With one girl riding her hand and the other riding her cock, it wasn't long before she had brought both of them to the edge of pleasure.
She wasn't surprised when both of them released within seconds of each other, full of whimpers and sighs and tight, clutching contractions of their velvety inner walls. After the strongest ripples around her cock had passed, Shepard stopped rubbing the asari's clit long enough to urge her up and off, bringing her hand down to her shaft. She hadn't even gotten a grip and begun pumping before a gush of fluid burst from the swollen head, spilling over the slick, swollen lips of the asari's exposed azure. The next shot went further, splashing up along her abdomen and past the dip in her navel. Shepard groaned, tilting her head back as she came. She was still pulsing, searching for the heat she had lost, but the sharp spurts felt good nevertheless.
Aria was torn between immediately going over to try the asari that Shepard had just covered and staying where she was, enjoying the way Tevos's knowing hand was working her cock. "Tevos," she whispered, refusing to speak loud enough to reveal the waver in her voice. "You're gonna make me come."
"Mmm, I know. You need to be reminded every once in a while that you're mine," Tevos purred, speeding up the motion of her hand. "That I'm the one who makes you come the hardest."
Aria dug her fingers into the cushion beneath her, rocking up into Tevos's slick fist. "I've never forgotten," she choked out, trying desperately not to whine as Tevos held her right on the edge. "I'll never forget."
"I know you won't," Tevos whispered next to her crest, kissing her cheek affectionately. "Come for me, love. I want to feel you." As soon as the words were out of Tevos's mouth, Aria released, spilling across the tops of Tevos's fingers. The knowing strokes of her bondmate's hand felt better than any of the other women she had ever sampled, and she was helpless against the rush of heat that surged along her shaft. She emptied herself with several harsh thrusts, only collapsing when she had completely covered Tevos's hand and a good portion of her own stomach with her wetness.
Tevos gave her some time to recover before bringing her hand to her mouth, sucking it clean with her tattooed lips. "That's much better," she said once she pulled them away. "Now you can go play with that slave you've been eyeing all night."
"In a minute," Aria panted, still trying to catch her breath. "First, I think I want to watch Shepard break in that cute little maiden in the corner. Whatever happens, it's bound to be interesting."