A Mutually Beneficial Partnership Part 2 (FULL - Early Access)

Liara T’Soni sighed as the door to her elegant Illium office overlooking the trading floor slid shut. She set down the datapad, the former archeologist-turned-information broker feeling the stress of her daily routine starting to wear on her. Though her work these many months had paid the bills and bought her a cushy life on Illium, it was also grisly work that did not exactly fulfill her. The asari felt as though she had to take a shower at the end of each day to wash away the shady dealings that she had to engage in with the most untrustworthy people day in, day out. 

Though, her line of work did come with certain benefits. Namely, her information networks and web of contacts allowed her to have keen insight into even the most classified operations of the Terminus Systems. And there was one in particular that she had her eye on. 

She sat down at her desk and turned on her personal terminal, checking her messages, eagerly seeking out the latest update on Shepard and her crew. 

Liara felt a whirlwind of emotion when she thought about her human girlfriend - the famed Specter who had saved her life, swept her off her feet and defeated Saren with her. She still carried unseen scars as a result of that fateful day when the first Normandy was destroyed. Liara had been forced to watch that ship get obliterated by the Collectors with Shepard still on board. It was a moment that would forever haunt her. 

Everything had gone downhill for Liara after that. The rest of the Normandy crew had gone their separate ways, and Liara found herself without a purpose. Shepard had been her anchor - an amazing, confident woman who had helped that naive young scientist that Liara used to be come out of her shell and gain some confidence and strength of her own. Without her, she spent some time not knowing what to do, somehow ending up on Omega. It was there, however, that she’d first learned of Cerberus’ plan to bring Shepard back somehow. However far-fetched as it may have seemed at the time, it was an opportunity she could not pass up on. If there was even a remote chance of bringing Shepard back, she had to take it. 

She and Feron had spent some time searching for Shepard’s body for Cerberus, but she had discovered that she was not alone in searching for her former lover’s body. They’d spent weeks contending with the Shadow Broker’s agents, and it did not take her long to deduce that he was seeking Shepard’s body to hand it over to the Collectors - the very same that had destroyed the Normandy the first time. What they had actually planned to do with Shepard’s body, well, Liara shuddered to think. Regardless, she had worked tirelessly to keep her commander’s remains out of their hands.

And she had failed. The Broker’s agents had managed to steal away Shepard’s body before Liara could get a hold of it. All her best efforts with Feron, and it had all been for naught. She had felt like the worst excuse of Asari to have ever lived, dooming her lover to be experimented on by the monsters who’d killed her.

Or so she had thought. Some weeks ago, Shepard had miraculously re-emerged, escaping from a Cerberus medical facility and captaining a new Normandy shortly thereafter. Somehow, the sheer impossible had happened…the resurrection of humanity’s finest soldier. 

Naturally Liara had assumed it to get some sort of ruse. An imposter, or a Collector trick. But Liara did her meticulous research and could only come to one conclusion: it was indeed the same woman that she had known and loved. The one so many in the galaxy depended on even now. 

What she had never been entirely certain of was how such a miracle had happened. Through her well-placed sources she’d confirmed that Cerberus had indeed been primarily responsible for this groundbreaking act of science - Project Lazarus. What made no sense to her, however, was how Cerberus had acquired Shepard’s body. She’d watched the Broker’s agents fly off with Shepard’s body, and she’d confirmed that the Broker was in league with the Collectors. 

Either the Broker’s allegiances had changed, which Liara doubted, or Cerberus had managed to use their own operatives to somehow get Shepard’s body back. 

Liara turned her attention back to her terminal, reading through her messages. The latest reports from her contacts suggested that Shepard and her crew had just stopped a Collector abduction of a Terminus colony, Horizon. She breathed out a sigh of relief. After what had happened to her the first time, Liara dreaded the prospect of something happening to her again now that she was hunting down the Collectors. Even if Shepard was more than capable of handling herself. 

Any scrap of good news gave Liara hope. Even if she had not yet summoned the nerve to see Shepard in person yet. She did not have the courage to face her girlfriend after she’d failed to save her body from the Broker’s men. She didn’t know what she would possibly say to Shepard if she saw her again, or even if she could look her in her eyes again. The guilt and shame was still too great. 

Liara was about to sign off her terminal, when she saw a new message come in. It came from an unknown sender, and the message was encrypted. Her interest was very much piqued. After sweeping the message for viruses or backdoor programs, she managed to decrypt the message, opening it. It contained no text - only a vid file. 

She immediately regretted opening it. 

The asari’s cheeks turned a darker shade of blue the moment she heard a woman’s moans, alongside a guttural masculine grunting sound. The sounds alone left no confusion as to what was transpiring in the video. On screen, she saw an unfamiliar industrial-looking room with a single bed in it. And atop that large bed, a hulking red-colored alien that Liara had never seen before was roughly ploughing a much smaller female, her legs bouncing atop his shoulders with each of his brutal fucking motions. A human woman’s legs, to be precise. 

And not only did the woman not sound like she was in distress, but Liara began to recognize the human woman’s voice, even if she could not yet get a clear look at her face. The hulking monstrosity of an alien male was obscuring the human woman for now, but Liara recognized the breathy words uttered by her a moment later and could recognize the contours of her muscular body, which was currently writhing underneath this brute. 

When the drone that was filming this moved to get a different angle, the likeness was unmistakable when she saw the red hair and facial features. Her biggest fear was confirmed. 

Liara was still clinging to a small hope that this was an advanced VI or a human woman who had prettied herself up or used implants to make herself look as close to Shepard as possible. Indeed, “Shepard” herself seemed to have slightly bigger breasts and a bit more meat on her bones compared to the last time she’d seen her. But it was unclear what changes she had undergone as a result of the sophisticated procedures that Cerberus had used to bring her back to life. Liara had only obtained limited access to the classified Project Lazarus records. 

But barring a few small changes, it was undeniably her. 

Liara felt a mixture of emotions welling up in the pit of her stomach: anger, confusion, jealousy foremost among them. It was not as if Shepard being alive was a surprise to her; she was well aware of that by now. But Shepard’s miraculous resurrection despite seemingly falling into the hands of the Shadow Broker was beginning to make a lot more sense to her now. She also had a strong suspicion of who this alien monstrosity railing her girlfriend was. 

As she listened to Shepard’s moans in the vid as the alien male ploughed her roughly, deeply, Liara was half tempted to turn it off. She had her blue finger on the button, in fact. But she hesitated when she saw the drone change its filming angle once again, getting in very close to the action. 

Liara’s cheeks blushed a bright blue when she saw a close-up shot of the alien brute’s penis spreading Shepard’s pussy open, pushing in and out of her. It was a titanically large cock - larger than even most krogan, as she understood it - red, girthy and spiky. It looked like it would be agonizingly painful to take such a member inside her, but Shepard’s moans suggested anything but pain; a tinge of slight discomfort maybe, but that was the extent of it. As Liara watched the red girth slip inside her tight pink pussy, her lips stretched tightly around it as her orifice swallowed it up, she only heard the same sort of moans that she uttered when the two of them were in bed together. If anything, her moans were even more vocal. Passionate even. 

As Liara continued watching this, her feeling of shock and horror slowly began to dissipate and was replaced with one thing: arousal. It was so subtle at first as she listened to her girlfriend’s moans and the brute’s grunts that she didn’t even realize that her hand had drifted down between her legs, migrating ever closer to her clothed sex. Try as she might to control herself, the sounds of pleasure spilling from Shepard’s lips sent a thrill through the asari’s body, especially as she watched the beautiful human soldier’s pussy so effortlessly taking in that massive red girth again and again. 

Liara was immensely thankful that she no longer kept a secretary anymore after she had uncovered that Nyxeris was spying on her. She shut the door to her office, and threw caution to the wind, slipping her panties down her blue legs. Using two fingers, she began to rub at her moist blue pussy while she watched the vid that had been sent to her. On the video, Shepard and her alien male lover had switched positions and were now facing toward her, the big brute fucking her doggystyle on her hands and knees. His rough, red exterior clapped against Shepard’s curvy ass with a slapping sound filling the room amid her moans. 

From here, Liara got a better look at the alien in question, noticing its many eyes and mandibles. She had only heard stories about the yahg - an elusive pre-spaceflight species from the planet Parnack - and their brutal nature. The massacre of the first contact team to visit that planet was known to her. But she never would have guessed that one of them would be the even more elusive Shadow Broker. If the other stories she’d heard about them were true, it would seem that he was actually being more gentle with Shepard than what he was no doubt capable of. 

Liara began thrusting a single finger in and out of her blue pussy while she bit her lip and whimpered. On the video, Shepard and the Broker were gaining momentum, and she suspected that they were both getting close. The Broker was gripping Shepard’s toned ass as he pumped his spiky cock in and out of her tight pink pussy, Shepard willingly thrusting her hips back at him as her breasts jiggled with each impact and motion. The drone that was filming this sordid interspecies romp had covertly maneuvered itself closer to them so that it could film another close-up of the penetration, this time underneath them. 

From this close-up view, the asari could practically count each of those red spiky nubs as they slipped inside her human girlfriend’s tight cunt as a few at a time, before emerging again each time he pulled his monstrous cock back. Seeing such a large penis being crammed inside Shepard to the sound of nothing but pleasured bliss spilling from her lips was becoming too much for her. “Oh Shepard…” Liara gasped, her voice laced with both envy, longing and lust.

“I’m getting close, Shepard. Beg for it!” The Shadow Broker’s baritone voice was disconcerting to Liara. It was a fitting tenor for the monstrous yahg that was pounding the red-haired human soldier underneath his bulk. 

Liara half expected Shepard to resist. After all, the woman who had gone toe-to-toe with Saren and stood up to Sovereign was never one to back down or submit. She had never met a stronger-willed woman in her century of life.  

“F- fuck! Cum inside m- me, you big bastard!” 

All of the credit that Liara was prepared to give Shepard for her restraint was ejected into space. Liara’s cheeks burned bright blue, but for some reason her fingers did not stop frigging her own cunt as the hulking yahg pounded his way to the finish. As the drone captured this in high optic detail and zoomed in even closer, the Broker impaled himself inside Shepard’s tight yet flexible cunt fully. Or as fully as he could. 

Shepard gasped and moaned, her legs shaking and her entire athletic body going into a rhythmic spasm. As Liara watched, the spiky red monolith of a cock pulsed and flexed as he held completely still inside the human woman. He let out a raspy, bestial grunt, and Liara swore it was immediately followed by a wet spurting sound. The moment Shepard began gasping, Liara knew that her girlfriend was at that moment having the deepest recesses of her reproductive system hosed down with an undoubtedly thick, filling load of yahg semen. 

Though Liara had no frame of reference to compare to given the limited sample size of his species, the asari scientist still could not have been prepared for the enormity of a yahg ejaculation. The drone’s camera remained on this angle, unmoving, as minutes passed. And still, the thick red spire sheathed inside Shepard’s pink quim kept pulsing again and again, each pulse releasing gush after gush of cum inside her. Shepard’s flat, athletic tummy - the very same that Liara recalled planting tender kisses on the night of Ilos - actually began to round slightly as her human womb evidently could not hope to contain a yahg’s full load. She simply did not have the anatomy for that. 

Soon enough, the Broker’s thick cum came spilling out of Shepard’s well-fucked orifice now that it had nowhere else to go. Globs of it actually dripped down onto the camera lens of the hapless drone that was underneath their copulating bodies filming these proceedings. To Liara’s shock, she could no longer get a good view of the action, but she did get a decent enough view of a tiny, wriggling form “swimming” helplessly across the surface of the camera lens. This proved yet another hitherto unknown revelation about yahg anatomy - the unusual size of their sperm. It was a detail that might have fascinated one such as Liara, had it occurred alongside a filmed round of sexual intercourse with her human girlfriend. 

Nevertheless, even as the vid stopped there, Liara could not help herself from obtaining her own orgasm. “Goddess!” she gasped, rubbing her wet blue pussy as a climax overtook her, the images of Shepard’s pussy impaled on spiky red yahg fuckmeat and his ungodly ejaculation inside her still fresh in Liara’s mind.

It took what felt like an hour but was in reality only a few minutes to cool off. She raised her hand up from underneath her desk, seeing that it was soaked in her own fluids. With the lust abating, it was immediately replaced with shame, guilt and frustration. Not just at the Shadow Broker for stealing Shepard from her, Shepard for allowing herself to be stolen, and Cerberus for not telling her about this. No, she was angry at herself. 

She flicked off the juices from her slender blue fingertips with revulsion, keyed off the finished vid and smoothed out her skirt. She pondered her next move. Evidently, if the sordid video was to be believed, Shepard clearly was in no need of saving, the harlot. 

But…no. That wasn’t fair. She should not vent her anger at Shepard until she got a chance to hear her explain in person. Liara needed to understand how this happened. As for the Broker, she would certainly be having words with him.

She immediately keyed up her terminal again, placing a call. 

“Yes?” a salarian voice answered. 

“Sekat. It is Liara. It is time for that information I requested from you.”

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A couple weeks later, the Shadow Broker found himself at his desk, turned toward his wall of datafeeds. A datapad was in his hand while he listened to a report from one of his operatives. 

“My asset is making progress on the Collector front, Operative Jenora. The Horizon colony was spared a complete kidnapping, and my asset is close to being able to traverse the Omega 4 relay,” the Broker said, his true voice being synthesized and disguised back to the operative.

“Be that as it may, there is no guarantee that the Collectors will not retaliate against our operations. Already there have been sightings,” Operative Jenora replied. 

“There - ugh! - never is a guarantee, Operative Jenora.”

“Are you well, Shadow Broker?”

The Broker looked down between his legs, where Commander Shepard - his “asset” in question - was currently fellating his cock, her steely aquamarine eyes gazing lustfully up at him as she did. Her hand, so deft at handling all manner of weaponry, was currently stroking his thick red cock, her fingers tracing over each of his sensitive ridges. Her lips were wrapped around the pointy arrow-shaped head of his cock, suckling passionately on it as her red hair bobbed and weaved with her movements. 

“Nothing to worry about, Operative.” The Shadow Broker’s three-fingered hand clasped the back of Shepard’s head, pushing her deeper onto his cock. Shepard’s eyes widened and she sputtered and gagged around the added red mass filling her mouth. She could not stretch her oral cavity wide enough to even hope to take the entire thing. Only the tip and few couple subsequent, girthy inches of ridged yahg cock. Shepard was an extraordinary woman, and her efforts thus far had pleased him immensely, but there was only so much that even her body could feasibly handle when it came to yahg anatomy. 

When he noticed her eyes starting to water, he mercifully loosened his grip on the back of her head. She drew her mouth back, his red pointy cockhead popping from her lips while she gasped for air. Catching her breath, she looked up at him past his throbbing spiky red pillar with an expression of annoyance. Nevertheless, her brief irritation from being made to choke on his gargantuan penis was dwarfed by her own lust. She reached up and stroked his red cock, lathering it up with her abundance of spit, the barest hint of an excited smile tugging at the corner of her mouth. 

Her moments of defiance and her fiery personality only made the Shadow Broker want her even more than he already did. When he first signed off on the laborious undertaking of saving her life and resurrecting her, he had wanted the real Shepard, just as the Illusive Man did. And now that their partnership had progressed into the risque like he’d hoped it would, he also wanted her for her. The prospect of a mindless slut that merely looked like Shepard had never appealed to him.

“Shadow Broker?” Operative Jenora asked over the comm, the long lapse in response from him seeming to hang in the air. 

Shadow Broker intoned a rumble of pleasure as Shepard returned to licking and lapping at the pointy tip and the particularly sensitive ridge beneath the cockhead. Idly placing a hand on the back of the beautiful redheaded soldier’s bobbing head, he pressed a finger to the comm. 

“Apologies, Operative Jenora. Give me a report on our other holdings.” 

Jenora rambled off her report on his other assets, and he did his best to listen. He removed his finger from the comm so that he was no longer transmitting. Given how loud the slurping and sucking sounds were becoming from his Specter companion, he didn’t want to risk any of those sounds slipping through to Jenora. 

Out of the corner of one of his many eyes, he saw Shepard’s lips turn up into a small smirk around his cocktip as her efforts briefly threw him off his stride. This had become a recent occurrence between them; whenever she was on Hagalaz to meet with him, she would service him while he conducted his work, often trying her very best to embarrass him during calls with his operatives. He was usually quite composed, but even he had to admit that she had nearly bested him a few times. 

His breathing grew more ragged as she felt the wonderful sensation of Shepard’s tongue swirling around his sensitive pointy tip. This alone made it difficult for him to maintain his focus on the report that his agent was listing off for him, but he nearly crumbled and broke when Shepard added her plush breasts to the mix. Shuffling on her knees a hair closer to him, she squeezed his long, spiky cock between her breasts, pressing them together while her lips and tongue kept working his cockhead. She raised and lowered her chest up and down, pleasuring as much of his girthy fuckstick as she could from head to base. 

It took all his willpower not to buck his hips and thrust upward into her mouth too hard as a result of her efforts. She was making it increasingly difficult to resist such an urge, however, as he felt her soft human breasts squeezing pleasantly around his ridged girth while her tongue flicked, licked, lapped and sucked at his sensitive tip. He wondered if anyone else on the Normandy, or the galaxy at large other than Dr. T’soni, was privy to what a sex goddess humanity’s most famed soldier really was in private. 

“...while a dozen more agents have been deployed to the Attican Traverse, as requested,” Jenora said, concluding her report. 

Shadow Broker keyed the comm. “Ugh…” he paused to grunt his pleasure from Shepard’s lips sucking hard on his pointy red head at the precise moment that he was about to respond to his operative again. “Very good, Operative. That will be a- all. Update me on your status in five lunar rotations. Dismissed.” 

He could not end the call quickly enough. Though he prided himself on cold, hard professionalism, she certainly didn’t make it easy for him to maintain that of late. Then again, he had only himself to blame for unleashing this willing succubus upon him. Not that the yahg had any regrets. 

He finally relaxed back into his large chair with a long sigh. She extracted his pointy cockhead from her mouth for a moment, chuckling. 

“Took you long enough,” Shepard quipped, planting kisses all along his ridged red shaft as she did.

There was a hitch in his breathing as she curled her tongue around the underside of his red shaft, lapping at his shaft as she went. He placed his three-fingered hand back on her head to guide her movements. 

Shepard shot him a challenging glare, but the blush upon her cheeks and wicked glint in her eye made it clear that she was not that put off by having her mouth fucked by the brute. She took to her task dutifully, enthusiastically even. Her lips sealed themselves around the pointy red tip and first couple inches of his lengthy yahg cock, hollowing out her cheeks as she sucked him. Dollops of heady precum flowed from his pointy tip and down her throat, which the career soldier swallowed with gusto, humming her delight. 

She popped her mouth off his cock, stroking his spiky red shaft with an excited, fiery expression on her face. “You like having the first human Specter as your own personal whore, don’t you?” 

The Broker, his lust inflamed by her words, let out raspy breaths but did not answer. His silence and gasps were all the answer she needed. The red-haired soldier smirked, flicking her tongue at the pointy tip while she massaged his member. 

“There’s no other human who can satisfy such an…” she paused to plant a big audible kiss directly on his precum-glazed cocktip, “impressive member. No…only the best human…for the best cock.” 

The Broker’s threw back his head with a pleasured trill, his mandibles twitching. He gripped the back of her head one-handed and began humping his spiky red girth into her mouth. Shepard began to gag, but she was not one to give up that easily. Through watery, annoyed eyes, she soldiered on, sucking hard on his prick and stroking any unattended inch of his spiky shaft that she could get to. 

As Shepard allowed herself to be used, she reached down and began rubbing her sodden pussy as it dripped her juices all over the industrial floor of his room. Both she and her benefactor were more than well aware of how aroused their dealings made her, and she saw no point in denying that anymore. With her other hand, she pressed two fingers to her neck, where she could actually feel the the bumps of his girthy yahg cock through her neck. She could feel their movement traveling up and down her throat as he pumped his cock in and out of her gullet. 

The Broker let loose a choking grunt, hilting himself in her throat and gripping the back of her head so that she couldn’t pull off. The soldier who’d defeated Saren and stood up to Sovereign was thrown off her stride for a moment, her eyes widening the moment she felt him twitching in her throat. But never one to be outdone, the redheaded woman eagerly accepted the first thick stream of yahg cum that came exploding out of the pointy tip of his cock. Shepard used two hands to stroke the remaining inches of his shaft as rope after slimy, thick rope of his spunk filled her mouth. She gulped down as much of it as she could but it became clear she could not keep up with the sheer volume of this monster. 

With a gasp, the Broker yanked his cock out of her lips, and Shepard needed no further instruction. “Cover me, you big son of a bitch! Mark me as yours!” she panted, drool dripping from her lips as she gasped for air. She was playing it up big time, sounding very much like some kind of cheap Omega whore. But she knew how much the Broker liked it as well. She jerked his slick, spiky red member with both hands as his pendulous balls twitched, releasing the rest of his load onto her face. Shepard opened her mouth to receive his hot, thick gift, while ribbons of white streaked across her face, covering her cheeks, chin, forehead, lips and even some getting in her red hair. 

The Broker let out a deep, bestial sigh of relief as he finished draining his balls into and onto the female human soldier’s face and mouth. When he looked down at her with his multiple sets of eyes, seeing her utterly doused in his semen. And if one were to look close enough, they would be able to see the abnormally large tadpole-like yahg sperm wriggling in each of those dollops of thick white cum covering her freckled skin. 

Shepard swallowed down his swimmers, ingesting his thick seed with a gulp. Glaring balefully up at him, the redheaded soldier wiped off her cum-coated mouth, forehead and cheeks. 

“You will pay dearly for that,” Shepard said with a snort. They both knew it was a toothless, playful threat. 

The Broker’s barrel chest was panting as he recovered from the orgasm he’d just unleashed upon her. “Is that so? How will I be doing that Commander?”

Shepard was idly playing with his semi-hard junk, swabbing her fingers over his pointy red tip. She used her finger and collected the thick, gooey excess strand of cum from the pointy tip and stretched it out to its full length, seeming to see how long it would go before it snapped. 

“I mean you will be paying me. Literally.”

The Broker snorted at this, letting out a brief gasp from having his package handled by her, feeling his throbbing red mass twitch in her hands. “I did not take you for a prostitute, Shepard.”

She continued massaging his red spiky girth with a two-handed grip. “Call it what you want. My crew and I are taking on the Collectors and the Reapers. If that means having you cover me in your jizz or squirting a load into my cunt in order for me to get the resources I need to win, then so be it.”

He chuckled - a rare sound from him. “Pragmatic as ever, Shepard. But is Cerberus not giving you ample funding for your mission?”

She shook her head. “They are.” She flashed him an evil grin. “But maybe I just want you chipping in a bit more.” 

He cocked his head at her. “Oh yes?” He licked his mandibles as his eyes scanned up and down her naked body. Seeing her marked with his cum like his own personal human whore was making his spiky red pillar twitch with renewed life. Though he seemed to have a constant erection in her presence. Before she could react, the Broker intoned a hungry sound in his throat, scooping up the well-toned redhead and sitting her in his lap. “You might have to do more convincing, Shepard.” His two large hands gripped both cheeks of her plump ass, kneading them.

Shepard hummed, rubbing her dripping wet pussy up and down the spikes and ridges lining his shaft. She’d felt those same features stroking and massaging the inner walls of her pussy so many times by now, she could practically memorize them by heart. “I’ll need prototype upgrades to the Normandy’s armor and shielding to have the best chance of taking down the Collector Base. That will be expensive.”

“Hmm,” Broker pondered as he lifted her up slightly, settling her above the pointy tip of his twitching alien member. “That can be arranged. But what else can you offer me in return?” 

Shepard was enjoying this little game they were playing. She already knew that he was financially supporting their operations alongside Cerberus and would do whatever it took to stop the Collectors. And he undoubtedly knew that the night would end with his cock sheathed inside her cunt again one way or another. But she did still like making him work for it. 

“I’ll let you blow a fat load of yahg tadpoles into my fertile human womb. And when you’re finished, I’ll let you keep your big cock inside me the rest of the day.” She flashed him a grin. “What do you think about that?”

He chuckled, and his red cock twitched from her words. “We have a deal, Shepard.” He settled her above his cock and was just about to sink her down. He was interrupted, however, by a chiming on his omni-tool. He gave a momentary grunt of frustration, even as his pointy red tip had just begun to part the pink folds of her tight sex. He reluctantly keyed up his omni-tool. 

“What is it?” the Broker answered impatiently. 

Someone responded on the comm, but Shepard could not hear who was on the other end. Whoever it was sounded distressed. Proving once again what a cold operator he was under pressure, the Broker stroked his chin, unperturbed. “Understood. Stand down and ensure that she finds her way here.” 

The Broker keyed off his omni-tool and looked back at Shepard. She looked at him, puzzled. “What was that about?” 

He shook his head and spun her around atop his lap so that she was facing away from him. He gripped her waist, his fingers meeting at her taut belly button and plunged her down onto his spiky red cock. Shepard let out a gasp as she was penetrated by an all-too-familiar yahg cock, feeling his bumps rub her sensitive inner walls. 

“We have an old friend coming to visit,” the Broker intoned ominously into her ear as he gently began bouncing her up and down his cock. 

Shepard found it hard to even think, feeling herself get filled up by his once again, her tight pussy stretched around his red girth and his pointy tip touching her cervix. “W- what?” she gasped with confusion. On instinct, however, one of her fingers immediately went to her breast, tweaking one of her nipples. Her other hand drifted down between her legs, past her strip of red pubis to stroke her love button, moaning as she did. 

A few minutes later, Shepard had built up a rhythm, her moans filling the room as she avidly rode the Broker’s cock. So entranced was she that she barely even heard the door in front of her sliding open. When Shepard opened her eyes, she was staring down the barrel of a Carnifex pistol, pointed directly at her and the Broker.

When Shepard made eye contact with Liara, her athletic body froze up entirely atop the Shadow Broker, her cheeks blushing bright red. Liara’s blue eyes were steely and determined, even as her human girlfriend was nude and impaled atop an alien cock belonging to a member of a  species that she was undoubtedly only seeing in person for the first time. In her gaze, Shepard could see anger, jealousy and something else she couldn’t put her finger on. 

“Doctor T’Soni,” the Shadow Broker greeted with an even tone. “Welcome to Hagalaz. I knew it was only a matter of time before you found me. I take it the two of you need no introduction.” He nodded to the human soldier who he was still idly bouncing up and down in his lap with one hand wrapped around her waist. 

Liara’s face contorted in rage. “Let her go, you monster!” She leveled her gun over Shepard’s shoulder, pointing it at the Shadow Broker’s head. Though Shepard was not concerned that Liara would ever shoot her, this had still gotten far out of hand. 

“You believe that I am holding Commander Shepard here against her will?” the Broker asked, calmly and casually. “Ask her yourself, Doctor. My resources, along with Cerberus ingenuity, made this possible. And I continue to aid her in her mission to stop the Collectors.” 

Liara shook her head, still pointing the gun. “No. It’s impossible. You were working with the Collectors against Feron and I. You gave them Shepard’s body!”

“Liara…”

The tone of voice gave Liara pause as she made eye contact with her girlfriend again. Her resolve softened and she lowered the gun slightly. 

“It’s true, Liara,” Shepard continued, her cheeks burning with shame. Even as she was squatting over the Broker’s spiky cock, much of the lust was eroded and she found herself pulled back to reality in the face of the Asari woman that had fought so hard to get her back. “The Broker gave the Collectors a fake corpse. His resources and Cerberus’ science brought me back. Since then, the Broker has continued to supply me with vital information that I’ve been using to hit the Collectors where it hurts.” 

Liara looked back at her, lowering the gun. She looked into Shepard’s eyes, seeming to determine if Shepard was lying to her. When Liara’s shoulders slumped with resignation, Shepard knew that Liara saw no hint of deceit in her. 

“And in exchange, you’re willing to do…this?” There seemed to be disappointment rather than hatred or malice in the Asari’s voice. 

Shepard looked back at her girlfriend, standing her ground. Or as much as she could stand while impaled on a mammoth spiky yahg cock. “When the Council and the Alliance continue to ignore my warnings, what options do I really have, Liara?”

Liara shook her head, frowning. “You could have come to me, Shepard.”

The Broker finally chimed in again with a chuckle, gently squeezing one of Shepard’s breasts as he did. “Jealousy is beneath you, doctor.” 

Liara’s face contorted in anger as she pointed her gun back at the Broker. “It is not jealousy, you bastard! It is concern for the woman I love.” She looked back at Shepard. “I sacrificed far more to get you back than he did.” 

“True,” the Broker said, his voice still calm, collected and without a hint of worry even as she threatened him. “Without you, neither I nor Cerberus would’ve been able to bring Commander Shepard back to life. Your jealousy is understandable, but your anger is misplaced. We share a common enemy now, Doctor T’Soni.” 

“I would say it is justified,” she spat. “Expecting sex in exchange for intel to defeat the Collectors is…repulsive.” 

“If you feel that way…” he began, his mandibles twitching, “...then why are you blushing? And why do you keep looking at what is happening between Shepard’s legs?”

This had gone noticed by Shepard until now, but sure enough, Liara’s eyes kept drifting down to the point of penetration between her and the Shadow Broker. The yahg was gently raising and lowering her by her waist ever so slightly, enough that Liara could clearly see one or two of his spiky ridges slipping out of her flexible pink sex before disappearing inside her again. 

Liara’s cheeks burned bright blue as she watched Shepard’s hips rolling as her tight pussy somehow took in such a thick, odd-shaped cock. Shepard tried to maintain focus on her Asari girlfriend, but it was becoming increasingly difficult. Her moans began to spill out of her lips as the Broker’s big three-fingered hands continued raising and lowering her, massaging his girth with her tight human cunt as if she was a fleshlight. 

“That is not t- true…” Liara protested halfheartedly. She had lowered the Carnifex entirely, her gaze entirely fixed on the interspecies mating taking place mere feet away from her. “Would you stop moving for a moment?!” 

The Broker, rather than slowing his pace, actually increased it. One of his big red hands reached up and tweaked one of Shepard’s nipples while he slid Shepard’s tight, athletic body up and down his member. Through the pleasure and the haze of lust, Shepard saw one of Liara’s hands tugging at her collar before drifting down between her legs. 

Shepard inwardly smiled when she realized that Liara was indeed getting very turned on by this display, despite all of her bluster. The adventurous virgin scientist whose desires began to blossom that night before Ilos two years prior was now boiling up to the surface, just waiting to be unleashed once again. As her gaze met Liara’s once more, Shepard began to play along with the little game that the Broker had started to entice the Asari scientist. She held herself above him, with only half his considerable shaft embedded inside her snug pussy. He was trying in vain to push himself deeper inside her, but she was standing at an angle that made that difficult for him. 

“You are enjoying that tight human pussy, aren’t you? Just yearning to blow a fat load of yahg tadpoles into my fertile human womb, huh?” Shepard taunted back at him.

The Broker groaned an affirmative in response as he gave a single jab with his pointy tip, trying to poke into her womb.

Liara whimpered from this, all of her prior thoughts of retribution against the Broker forgotten. “Sh- Shepard…”

Shepard licked her lips as she slowly began raising herself up, feeling all those spiky nubs and ridges rubbing her inner walls the way she liked. All while she continued trying to inflame her watching alien girlfriend’s own lusts. “All this power, all this information, Liara, and really the only thing he wanted was to sink that massive red cock into a tight human hole.” Shepard squeezed her eyes shut and grinned as she heard the Broker sputtering behind him. Making the big brute gasp and groan with her body was a treat in and of itself. 

A moment later, Shepard’s eyes opened when felt two delicate fingers spreading her pink labia open and a tongue softly flicking at her clit. Looking down with surprise, Shepard was shocked to see Liara on her knees in front of her. Liara’s sea blue eyes gazed lustfully up at her while her tongue licked and lapped at her cunt, seemingly unbothered by the spiky red shaft filling her sex. Liara sealed her lips around Shepard’s sensitive pearl, making Shepard coo and her toes curl from the pleasure. 

Liara popped her mouth off of Shepard’s sex, looking needily up at her. “I’m sorry, Shepard. But I…couldn’t sit still any longer.” She glared defiantly past Shepard and up at the yahg who was rocking the human soldier up and down in her lap. “I will show him that he doesn’t know the first thing about your body like I do.” 

This got a chuckle out of the Shadow Broker. “Challenge accepted, Doctor T’Soni.” 

Shepard’s body began to shudder and quake as she was treated to the dueling sensations of her Asari girlfriend’s soft, tender oral affections with the rough, harder filling that the yahg’s fat spiky cock was giving her. Each time the Broker slid her up and down his shaft, she felt her inner walls gripping it tightly as he bottomed out inside her. While at the same time she felt Liara’s tongue licking and lapping at her clit, her labia and kissing her inner thighs. Liara had certainly not been gloating just to one-up the Shadow Broker; in many ways, she knew Shepard’s body better than anyone else did, including Shepard herself. She knew where to touch, where to kiss, where to lick, where to stimulate. 

“I’ve - mmm - missed you, Shepard,” Liara cooed in between licks, her eyes filled with lust and adoration as she gazed up at her human girlfriend. Her pert blue nose rubbed her reddish peach fuzz of pubic hair as she tongued her sensitive clit, Liara’s tongue making contact with the Broker’s shaft in the process. Shepard felt a brief shudder from the Broker himself from the additional stimulation on his shaft as his girth sloshed in and out of her soaking wet cunt. 

Shepard moaned, biting her lip as she found herself approaching a swift orgasm. Liara’s involvement was only making her hornier, and she was primed up for cum quicker than she ever had before. 

Shepard’s athletic body pumped up and down the Broker’s spiky red cock a few more times while Liara flicked her tongue against her clit even quicker. Shepard cried out as an orgasm wracked her athletic body. With a grunt, the Broker felt the pressure around his red shaft as she tightened up around him, yanking her off his cock. 

Juices cascaded out of Shepard’s pussy the moment the Broker’s red cock was pulled loose. Liara squealed with delight and sealed her lips to Shepard’s clit while she inserted two of her slender blue fingers into her girlfriend’s gaping hole. There was an audible schlicking sound as Liara fingered Shepard’s pussy and suckled her love button, drawing waves of fresh juices out of her in a squirting climax. 

When it came to an end, Shepard looked down at her Asari lover as the scientist was happily glazed in her juices for the first time since Ilos. Liara licked her lips as she gazed up into Shepard’s eyes, finally drawing her fingers out of Shepard’s pussy with a slurping sound. 

“You are forgetting something, Doctor,” The Broker intoned suggestively. 

Liara saw the Broker thick, foot-long spiky red cock twitching and pulsing in front of her eyes. It was covered in a sheen of Shepard’s juices. She gulped, seemingly intimated by the sheer size of it. Liara looked back up at her. 

“Shepard?”

Shepard was still panting, recovering from her orgasm. She smiled and nodded down at her. The thought of Liara trying to take the yahg cock that she herself had taken so many times before was a delicious prospect. 

“Do it, Liara. I want to see it.”

Liara bit her lip, looking bashful like she did the night of Ilos. But she nodded quickly, leaving no doubt that she herself wanted to test out this massive, girthy alien cock that had skewered Shepard’s cunt just moments ago. 

Gripping the Broker’s cock in two hands, she stroked his shaft, prompting a bestial moan from the brute. Thankfully, Shepard’s body had provided ample lubrication to ease her efforts. As she jerked him, his pointy, arrow-shaped tip bobbed in front of her face with his heartbeat. Licking her plush lips, the Asari leaned forward and flicked her tongue teasingly over his pointy cocktip, drawing a deep, throaty moan from him. 

Shepard looked down and enjoyed the sight of Liara struggling to take in as much of the yahg cock as she could. She seemed to have much more difficulty than Shepard did sucking the girthy member into her mouth, barely getting much more than the pointy tip. Liara had less experience with males than Shepard did, after all. But Liara also proved once again how inventive and adaptive she could be, putting her tongue to greater use, swirling it around his pointy tip and lapping at the underside just beneath the head - a weak spot for the yahg. All while her hands continued stroking the Broker’s cock in a firm, two-handed grip. The color contrast between the Asari’s blue hands and the red shaft only enhanced the sight for Shepard. 

The human Specter could hear and feel the rumbling of the Broker’s chest behind her as his pleasure was building and building. Shepard let out a gasp as he nonchalantly pushed one of his thick, sausage-sized fingers into her pussy. It took it in quite easily given how stretched out she was from his cock earlier. 

After several minutes, the Broker grunted. “Enough. Hold me steady, Doctor.” 

Though displeased at being ordered around by her former rival, Liara looked to Shepard for confirmation. Shepard eagerly nodded her head. Liara removed her lips from the Broker’s shiny cocktip and used both hands to hold his throbbing pillar steady. 

The Broker hoisted Shepard’s whole body up, this time gripping her by her shapely rump. When he dropped her onto his cock again, it was not gentle. But Shepard was well-prepared for it, soaking wet and stretched out. When he impaled her on his cock again, raking all of his spiky bumps inside her in one fell swoop, she damn near had another climax on the spot. 

He only pumped her up and down his cock with a few mere strokes this time before he let out a choking groan, unloading his fat, sticky globs of cum into his human cocksleeve. Like he’d done many times before, his pointy cocktip pushed past her cervix, his urethral opening widening before he basted the inside of her ripe womb with frothy ropes of his tadpole-like semen. In short order, he had swamped her human reproductive system, and a deluge of it came leaking out of the tight pink seal of her pussy. Liara watched, rubbing herself through her white and blue suit and rubbing her breast as her human lover’s pussy failed to contain all of the monumental load ejaculated inside her. And like Shepard before her, Liara made the same discovery of finding out firsthand just how unusually large a yahg’s sperm was, wriggling around in the dollops of semen that dripped down onto the floor in front of her. 

The Asari watched, her mouth agape, as the Broker slowly pulled himself out of Shepard’s well-fucked cunt. Her pink sex hole gaped open as his red cock popped out, a veritable ocean of his thick white cum having drenched her once-delicate pink insides. 

When transpired next was almost a blur for both Shepard and her Asari lover. The Broker was not yet satiated, now that he had successfully sunk his proverbial claws into not only humanity’s finest soldier, but also her Asari lover as well. They had arranged themselves once more, though the Broker still sat himself in the chair from which he conducted his business. 

This time, Shepard watched, rubbing her cum-filled cunt as Liara found herself in her place in the Broker’s lap this time. Liara’s suit was stripped off save for her boots, but otherwise her lovely blue body was completely nude. The Broker had both of Liara’s legs pressed together and bent at the knee, while one of his big hands gripped both of her slender legs together in a one-handed grip. His other hand gripped her by her bum and positioned her whole body directly atop his reinvigorated red girth. 

“I’m not so sure about this, Shepard,” Liara said, chewing her lip. She looked intimidated by the very vulnerable position that the giant alien male had her in. That did not stop her from reaching up to gently squeeze her ample blue breasts, tweaking one of her nipples in lustful anticipation.

“It’ll be alright, Liara,” Shepard said soothingly. She smiled at the Asari. “If I could take it, then you can too. Just breathe, and relax.” 

Liara, sensing the confidence and sincerity and her voice, nodded. The Broker’s pointy cocktip probed at Liara’s tight, blue sex. Unlike Shepard, who had many prior experiences with taking a yahg cock, this was brand new for the Asari doctor. This was going to be a tight fit, to be sure. Though, the Asari vaginal canal did have extraordinary natural flexibility which would certainly come in hand here. 

When the Broker let Liara’s body drop slightly and plugged her tight blue cunt with his red cockhead, Liara’s eyes shot open. “G- Goddess!” she gasped as she felt her vulva stretching around the first fat inch of his gargantuan member. 

Shepard hedonistically rubbed her cunt even harder as she watched the Broker slowly feed more and more of his fat red girth into Liara’s pussy. Her blue pussy lips slowly spread out, swallowing up inch after subsequent inch that he inserted into her, bump after spiky bump slowly disappearing. She swore she could even see a slight indentation of the Broker’s cock through the blue skin of Liara’s navel as he pushed himself inside her little by little. 

When at last he seemed to hit a wall inside her and could fit no more, Liara was left undulating her body in his grip, moaning unintelligible gibberish. When she could speak in complete sentences again, Liara panted, “Is…is that all there is?” 

Shepard inwardly laughed at her girlfriend’s attempt to bruise the Broker’s ego. He, of course, was unfazed as he began a rhythm of stretching her open. He made the first ascent, gripping her by her legs and hoisting her body up before letting her descend onto his shaft again, letting her feel every spike and ridge on the next plunge. 

“Defiant as ever, Doctor,” the Broker taunted with amusement as he pumped her tight blue body up and down his cock in a siren pose. “But I can feel you clenching down around me, milking me. Your Asari body may be tight - nearly as tight as Shepard - but I can feel how badly it wants my seed. Soon enough, I will make you beg me for it.” 

Liara, breathing heavily as she tweaked her dark blue nipples, looking back at him over her shoulder. “We will - ah!” - see about t- that.”

Once he had loosened Liara’s pussy up enough that he could fuck her at a more regular pace, the Broker held nothing back. Shepard frigged herself with her legs spread open on the cold ground of the Broker’s room as she watched Liara’s legs bounce like a ragdoll’s, her whole body being used to pleasure the giant alien brute’s red shaft. She watched some of his spiky bumps raking her clit with each intake of his cock inside her blue sex. 

The yahg cock soon proved to be the Asari’s undoing just as it had become Shepard’s. Liara let out a feminine sigh as she came atop her rival’s fuckpillar. She let out a long singsong moan akin to the one she had heard when Shepard had fucked her the night before Ilos. This time, the Broker soon followed after her, spiking her down hard onto his thick, throbbing erection. Shepard knew the moment that the cunning yahg had popped his pointy tip past the Asari’s tight cervix the moment Liara’s eyes went wider than she’d ever seen them go. The Broker held her in place as he ejaculated inside her.

“G- Goddess…so full…so w- warm! Sh- Shepard!” 

Shepard bit her lip and watched her girlfriend's flat blue tummy begin to round slightly from the sheer volume of baby batter that the Broker was unloading into it. When there was no more room left, the Broker let out a deep, throaty grunt as he lifted her by both legs, extracting his cock from her with a soft, wet pop as his thick globs of cum came spilling out of her. 

Operating on sheer lust at this point, Shepard shuffled up between Liara’s legs, practically plunging her tongue into the Asari’s sperm-soiled snatch, dining on a blueberry creampie. Liara’s tired legs spasmed in the Broker’s grip as the redheaded human bobbed her head between her legs, greedily devouring as much of the yahg’s heady cum and the Asari’s tart juices as she could guzzle down, her senses overwhelmed with the heavy scent of sex and the yahg’s pure masculine musk.

Only when Liara’s blue sex hole was nearly squeaky clean did Shepard pull her mouth away and tilt her head back, swallowing the last of the flavorful mixture with a satisfied sigh. She looked back up at the flushed, sweaty, stunned Asari. “You have no idea how much I missed your taste, Liara.” Liara gave her a shy blush at that. The Broker finally let the Asari’s legs drop back into a normal position, her body going slack atop his lap. 

Proving how insatiable a yahg’s sexual appetites could be, the rest of the night continued in the Broker’s personal bedchamber. He sandwiched his erection between the human and asari’s bums pressed up against he others before fucking both of them - one woman stacked atop the other while they moaned into each other’s mouths with deep kisses. He would pump his cock in and out of one of their pussies before swapping over to the other, back and forth between human and Asari orifice. 

And when he was at least ready to drain his balls once again, he pumped his load first into Shepard’s red furred snatch before pulling out with a snarl and depositing the last dregs of cum into Liara’s blue pussy afterward. 

Finally drained and sated, the Broker laid back on his bed as if he was the king of the entire galaxy, with his left arm wrapped around Shepard and Liara’s naked bodies, pulling them close to his side. Shepard wore a tired smile on her face, her red hair unkempt. The last thing she heard before dozing off was the Broker’s deep voice addressing Liara directly. 

“I think you’ll find that we will work much better together as allies than as rivals, Doctor T’Soni. There will be no challenge we cannot overcome once you, Commander Shepard and I…” he paused to dip a thick finger into her gaping blue cunt with a wet squelching sound and an excited gasp from Liara’s lips, no doubt scooping up the last remnants of his seed and her juices, “...pool our resources.”

Liara looked back at her girlfriend, whose leg was draped over hers. “Shepard?” 

The human soldier leaned over to kiss her Asari girlfriend on the lips. Liara melted into the kiss, quite like she had on Ilos. “I’m game if you are. And I’d rather not do any of this without you now. It might not have been what you expected, but you know what kind of threat we are facing, and what we stand to lose. None of us are defeating the Reapers and Collectors unless we work together.” 

Shepard took a moment to reach over across Liara, grasping the now-sleeping yahg’s limp red cock, giving it a stroke. He rumbled in his sleep as the human woman fondled him. “At the end of the day…is this such a terrible price to pay to achieve this kind of victory?” 

Liara looked into Shepard’s eyes, biting her lip. Her hand slowly reached down and joined Shepard’s, both women’s hands intertwined with the Broker’s member clasped between them. “I suppose not,” Liara said softly, blushing with a smile. 

Shepard smiled, feeling like a fundamental part of her that was missing had been returned to her. “So, you’re with me?”

Liara smiled adoringly, nodding. “No matter what.”