It has been a few months. Sorry about that. Normally I would tell you that I'm a lazy asshole and you should curse me to oblivion for my insolence, but I've been busy. Honest.

But now I'm back. Enjoy some wholesome smut and asari wincest.

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The royal bedchamber was dimly lit, candlelight flickering against the stone walls. The air smelled of desire and sex, warm and musky.

Upon the bed were two asari, both voluptuous in body and lacking in modesty. Together they watched, silently appreciating the carnal entertainment across the room. They listened to the wet, sloppy noises that resounded throughout the chamber, the sound of licking and slurping and masculine grunting.

The human swordsman had known many sensations over his many adventures, travelling the lands from city to city. He had known the dull aching of his bones, the fierce burning of his muscles.

Now, John Shepard only knew pleasure.

He sat, leaning back into the cushions of the fine chair, legs spread and muscles tense. Blue fingers spread across his toned stomach, nails teasing his skin, maddening in the way their owner was. Even lower, a pretty blue face looked up at him, eyes locked with his as the asari matriarch between his legs bobbed her head in his lap.

Up and down, up and down, quick then slow, pushing him to the very edge before yanking him back. Infuriating, truly, but John could only groan happily. His hand rested on the back of the blue woman's head, gently stroking her crest. She hummed at his touch, her eyes alight with adoration. Even with his cock filling her mouth, the Empress of Aramali found the human to be a delight.

Brusque and boorish the human was, not unlike a krogan. However, Benezia found he was more than equipped to make up for that. His manhood was impressive, the swollen head reaching out nearly a foot from his waist, throbbing with arousal. He was thick, veins protruding all along the shaft, as if his cock was enraged, rabid. A curious feeling for Benezia when she ran her tongue up the shaft.

John grunted, his hand resting on the back of Benezia's bobbing head. The human relished the heavenly feel of the Matriarch's mouth on his manhood, her soft lips and wet tongue worshipping his cock as if it were a God in itself. Up and down the shaft she went, slurping and slobbering over the human meat like some tavern whore. This is what men dream of.

She sucked him greedily, soft lips enveloping him, warm tongue caressing him, up and down, up and down, slathering the human's cock with a thick coat of saliva. Benezia lifted her head from John's lap, dragging her tongue up the underside of his length as she did so. She released his swollen, throbbing cockhead with a lewd, wet pop! The slick member slapped against her chin once before swaying back into place, jutting out from the man's crotch like an unwieldly, glistening great sword. It throbbed in the air, cold now from the sudden loss of asari tongue, as if threatening to burst right then and there. A string of saliva connected the wild organ to Benezia's panting mouth, broken quickly as Benezia licked her lips, the taste of human male remaining in her mouth, tingling. She smiled up at him, eyes glimmering from the candlelight.

"Succulent," Purred the ancient asari, one hand slowly stroking John, keeping him hard. She lowered her head to his groin again, this time running her tongue across the part of his manhood that hung just lower than the sword. Large and fuzzy were the human's testicles, as well as delightfully sensitive.

"First time I've been called that," John grunted, basking in the sensation of having a queen's skilled mouth tend to his sweaty balls. He thought back to the last time a woman had done something like that to him, his mind going back some years to a night spent with some couple quarian whores. Or had they been married noblewomen he treated like whores? Either way, he remembered how they slobbered over his cock and balls as if his cum was the elixir of eternal fortune and youth.

But that was in the past. The present was held much more prosperity for the swordsman. Three women, for example, rather than just two. Of royal blood as well! It was not every day a common man could enjoy the womanly flesh of an empress, her daughter, and their holy mystic.

John leaned into his seat, knowing that his gods were smiling down upon him. Benezia continued to service him, sucking and sucking and sucking, hungrily running her tongue over every delicious inch of his cock and balls. Saliva dripped from her lips and onto her heaving tits as she bobbed her head faster, her hand stroking him harder, desperate to pump his virile seed into her starving mouth.

Benezia pulled back again, giving the cockhead a soft kiss, followed by a slow, lascivious lick, her tongue swirling around the painfully swollen head. She took the tip into her mouth once more and sucked, her hand slowly pumping the shaft, drawing beads of precum into her waiting mouth. To John it was as if the Empress was more than simply enjoying this. The Matriarch seemed to have a certain zeal to her actions, that what she was doing was more than simply fucking. Whatever it was, John knew better than to question it.

His cock popped from Benezia's mouth once more as she cast her eyes over her shoulder to the two onlookers resting on the bed. The Princess and the Mystic had been watching with thinly veiled lust as their queen sucked off the arrogant human champion. Despite their earlier words, John knew they desired him. For all his faults he knew he was quite the specimen, a body forged by hardship and battle. Lust was an odd creature in that you didn't need to like someone to want to fuck them.

"Tevos, join me." Benezia commanded, her voice low and breathless. "Little Wing, you watch… and study."

Tevos… the Mystic Priestess of the Empress' temple. John had wondered why there was a third asari along with the Empress and Princess when he reached the royal bedchambers, but knew better than to argue against her presence. More asari certainly wasn't going to hurt him. She had been quite the sight to behold once she had been stripped of her confining robes, all curves and grace, with rich blue skin as supple as a babe's rear. Almost as impressive as the royal family, Tevos was, with large round breasts sitting proudly upon her chest, supple globes capped with dark blue nipples that just begged to be suckled.

Now, Tevos slid off the bed with grace only an asari could have, striding over to her queen and champion with purpose… although when she lowered herself onto her knees before him, John could see the slightest hint of defiance on her beautiful face. Out of all the asari in Armali, John believed Tevos liked him the least. And yet still she sat before him, his thick member inches from her face. He smirked down at both women.

Tevos looked reluctant, but she did what her queen expected of her. The thick head of the human's cock brushed against her lips, seeking purchase. The Mystic kissed the human's organ, one hand taking ahold of the shaft. Like her queen, her fingers barely wrapped around it. She stroked him slowly, eventually parting her lips to allow the tip to slide into her mouth. Her tongue greeted him, soft and warm and wet, caressing the swollen head and coaxing a groan from the human above her.

She sucked him, growing more and more daring as she felt both his and her queen's eyes on her. When John felt he was at his peak, she stopped, much to his frustration. With a final lick, Tevos pulled away, eyes glimmering wickedly. She had teased him, he knew, but he could not fault her for it, not when she was clearly talented.

"You were not lying when you told me I would be treated as a king," He rumbled, reaching out to stroke the Mystic's cheek. To her credit she did not flinch away from his touch. She held his gaze with judging eyes as he felt her soft skin, thumb brushing over her full lips. Then she surprised him, taking his thumb into her mouth and sucking. She released him soon enough, but not before making him twitch in Benezia's hand by showing him just how skilled in tongue she was.

He chuckled, betraying no surprise. "So, Tevos was it? You're a mystic, then? Your Goddess grants you visions from what I've been told. Has she ever sent you something like this?"

Benezia took him into her mouth again, drawing a grunt from the swordsman. Tevos seemed to have been caught off guard, both by the human's question and her queen's return to her work.

"I don't understand," She said, half distracted by Benezia's endeavors to take the human's cock into her throat. In her defense, John was quite distracted as well, the feel of his length sliding deeper and deeper into the warm confines on the queen's mouth almost too much to bear.

John smirked through his grimace. "When you woke up this morning, did you know that you and your empress would be choking on the cock of some lowly human swordsman? One would assume that would be something important to know."

Tevos sneered up at him, one hand on his thigh, her nails raking lightly across his skin. As if that will hurt me.

"You are a vulgar little human, aren't you?" She said, her voice made up equal parts venom and lust.

John's smile widened, casting his gaze down on her as if her an actual king. "Nothing little about me, asari. You have firsthand knowledge of this right before you. And if you don't believe in your own eyes, believe in your empress. I think her words will be illuminating."

At that, Benezia lifted her head from his crotch again, inch after inch after inch of thick human meat slipping from her lips to slap against John's bare stomach. The eldest asari gave a shuddered gasp the instant the massive cock was free from her, ragged breaths following along with the enticing sight of her heaving bosom. Saliva dripped down onto her tits, flecks of spit glistening upon her generous bust.

"I've had krogan smaller than him, Tevos." She rasped, eyes never leaving his. She gave a small laugh, more disbelief than anything, and kissed the tip as she did before, smiling. "Are you sure you're entirely human?"

Both Benezia and Tevos looked at him intently, genuinely curious.

John shook his head. "I am my father's son," He answered. "One of them anyway. I am a man, flesh and blood and bone. Nothing more."

Benezia gave another lick. "Amazing," She breathed.

Tevos, however, rolled her eyes. "If we thought he was arrogant before, Empress…"

John interrupted her, "Sometimes people are arrogant because they have something to be arrogant about." He turned his eyes onto Benezia. "Use your breasts on me."

The Empress cocked her head, confused. She cupped her tits, the soft, supple flesh spilling over her fingers as she gave herself a gentle squeeze. An enticing sight, to be sure. "My breasts?"

"Wrap them around my cock and use them to stroke me, woman." He commanded. John knew he was testing his limits. His victory earlier in the day had turned him brave – more so than usual. "A tavern girl did that to me some ways back up north. I wonder how it will feel done by you and those glorious tits of yours." His thoughts went to that raven-haired beauty. What was he name? Miranda? No, that was her sister. Orana? Oriana? John decided it didn't matter. He had fucked them both anyway. And now he had a queen to do it.

It was not Benezia who took it as an insult, but Tevos, judging from the look of distaste that crossed her face. "Humans are strange," The Mystic decided.

The Empress, meanwhile, smirked up at her champion, lifting her large breasts higher to accommodate the human's spit-coated manhood. John watched his cock slip between the soft, blue mounds, feeling warm flesh envelope him. Benezia squeezed her bosom together, trapping the human shaft in the valley between them.

"Creative, more like." The Queen replied.

Then she began to rise and fall, stroking him as he commanded. Tevos and Liara watched, fascinated by the lewd display of the human's cock pumping between their queen's tits, the thick head sliding up to strike under her chin as his impressive length allowed him to do.

Up and down, up and down, Benezia stroked him, hands pushing her breasts together, smothering the cock between them. The thick coat of saliva allowed him to slide in and out with ease, lathering the valley between her tits with her own spit, making her bust glisten with every thrust.

John could only grunt in pleasure, losing his desire to speak.

"This pleases you, Champion?"

"It pleases me," John could barely answer her as he felt as if he was about to burst… which he promptly did. "Fuck!"

The human reached his end, his cock twitching between Benezia's tits and sending thick ropes of white, hot seed to coat the Empress' rich blue skin. He covered her breasts, a creamy glaze over her sweet, soft flesh. And yet still he gave, more and more shooting from his cock, courtesy of his hefty balls.

"Oh!" Benezia cried as she allowed herself to be marked. It was a primitive ritual to be sure, one that many males partook in, and one that the Empress herself learned to enjoy. The feeling of warm, virile seed on her skin was unlike anything else in the world as was the satisfaction of bringing a man to his end.

"You are plentiful, Champion." She noted, swiping some of his cum off her breasts with two fingers. He was still warm, she realized, and took the fingers into her mouth, licking it clean of his seed. She smacked her lips, humming pleasantly. "And potent! A small wonder you won our tournament. Your human Gods have blessed you."

She then noticed the cock that was in face. The human was hard once again, smirking down at her as his member twitched against her lips, aching for more. "They have blessed you excessively."

While still lustful, John found he wanted to see something particular. "Mystic," He said, calling Tevos' attention away from her queen. "Your Empress has a mess for you to clean up."

To Tevos' credit, it took but a moment for her to understand what the human had meant. Her eyes widened in disbelief, as if she thought the depravity would not touch her.

"But…"

"Lick it up," He ordered.

There was a moment of hesitation, of defiance, before Tevos relented to John's will and lowered her mouth to her queen's offered tits. John smirked, feeling a potent sense of satisfaction as he watched one asari lavish the other's bosom with her lips and tongue, lapping up every drop of his thick white cum.

Tevos was thorough, running her tongue up the deep valley between the two large globes, all the way up to Benezia's collarbone, before going back down to lick the undersides of her breasts, making sure to cover every inch of her queen's bountiful bust with her tongue. She suckled one nipple, then the other, her hand kneading whichever tit that did not occupy her mouth.

"Tevos…" Benezia sighed happily, eyes fluttering shut. "Why do you hide yourself away in your visions and your scrolls? You are as talented as my daughter."

That pressed Tevos on, who lavished a nipple with her tongue before sucking it into her mouth, caressing it with her full lips. Benezia moaned at the sweet sensation.

"Thank you, my Empress," The Mystic replied, truly grateful, giving the breasts a light kiss just below the nipple she had suckled.

Benezia cast her eyes over to John. "You're not spent yet, are you champion?"

John rose from his cushioned seat, still hard and still throbbing with need. "Not even close. I have three asari to fuck and I've yet to be inside any of you."

"Promises, promises…" Benezia sang, wrapping her fingers around his length, giving him a few firm strokes. He pushed her hand away, pulling her and Tevos up to their feet.

"No. On the bed, on your hands and knees. I want you to present yourself to me, asari."

Benezia obeyed but not without a kittenish look. "As the Champion commands."

Liara moved aside to make room for her mother, the Princess watching intently as the Empress crawled onto the round bed, resting on her hands and knees as commanded. She lowered her head down onto the silk sheets, her heart-shaped rear rising behind her, an enticing offering to any red-blooded man.

The human moved up behind the queen, predatory eyes drinking in the delicious curve of her ass. He climbed onto the bed, moving closer so that his cock rested just between the rounded, supple cheeks of her royal ass. His hands reached out, eager and rough as they kneaded her luscious derriere. John couldn't stop a smile from spreading across his lips. He raised a calloused hand and brought it down hard on Benezia's rump. Her squeal turned to a moan as her ass jiggled against his palm.

"Flawless," The Champion mused, watching as some precum dripped from his cockhead down onto the cleft of her buttocks. "Not a single blemish. No stretch marks."

Benezia cast him a glance over her shoulder, eyes clouded with lust and want. "Royal blood breeds perfection."

"Royal," John laughed. He spanked her again, harder. She squeaked, her voice high and feminine. "It keeps slipping my minds that you're an Empress. You rule this city, this land. Blessed by your Goddess with a divine right to the throne…" He began to thrust his shaft between her ass cheeks, much like he had done to her breasts but slow and deliberate. "I've always wanted to fuck a queen up the ass."

Liara made a sound beside them, half shock and half genuine interest. He didn't need to look to know that the Princess was playing with herself.

The Empress moaned at his words. She was wet before. Now, she was dripping, aroused at the very idea of being taken in such a depraved fashion by some lowly human warrior, who wears dark, worn leather and dirty furs, who eats the flesh of the animals he kills and goes around fucking whatever woman he can get his rough hands on.

"No one has ever been so bold…" Benezia purred, grinding herself against his insistent manhood. She reached down between her legs, two fingers plunging deep into her sopping wet cunt.

It was Tevos who spoke against it – not that John was surprised.

"My Empress, you cannot possibly be considering-!"

"Tevos," Benezia interrupted. "Fetch the lubricant. The Champion wishes to claim what no one else has dared to."

Tevos looked shocked, equal parts aghast and somewhat intrigued. "You would let him violate you?"

"I prefer the term 'defile'," John said with a wicked smile. He shot Tevos a heated look, causing her to look away, suddenly bashful. "Go, Mystic. Bring the lubricant. Your queen is going to need it."

Tevos looked at the member the human had flush against the Empress' ass and knew he was telling the truth. She left the room in a huff but returned only a short while later, holding a small black bottle. She strode up to the two on the bed, her eyes being drawn to the human's manhood more often than she would probably care to admit. When she went to hand John the bottle, he stopped her.

"Not me," He said. "Princess, come here."

Tevos balked when she quickly realized the meaning of his words.

Benezia, however, giggled into the silk sheets. "And to think I once believed humans to be boring!"

Princess Liara crawled over to them, sitting up to rest on her knees. John's hungry eyes roamed over her taut body, her young, pretty face, her full, perky tits, her deliciously flat tummy, the enticing curve of her hips, her long, toned legs…

"Liara, is it?" He asked, his voice low and husky.

"Yes, Champion," She answered in a small, quiet voice. She took the black bottle from Tevos, silently thanking the Mystic. Her large blue eyes locked with his and briefly the human imagined them staring up at him while he forced his cock down her throat. He imagined staring down into them as he pounded her sweet, wet cunt.

He smiled at her, a warm smile he saved for the innocent young women from the villages. "I'm going to fuck your mother in the ass, Liara," He told her. She nodded, her breaths growing heavier the longer he spoke. "You, sweetling, are going to get us ready. Me first, then her."

Liara blinked. "H-how do I-?"

"Use your hands. Or your mouth. Whichever you prefer."

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She had used both. Her hands for him. Her mouth for her mother.

It was a testament to John's willpower that he had not spent right then and there, watching the Princess and the Empress…

Now, it was John's turn to be inside Benezia's ass. He guided himself, slick with a healthy coating of lubricant, to the tight rosebud of her rear opening. His head, thick and painfully throbbing as it was, pushed against the ring of the Empress' ass. Benezia hissed, fingers clenching into fists in the silk sheets. John was determined, slowly pushing harder against the resistance, the invading spearhead seeking purchase.

With a moan, Benezia surrendered to the human, the thick cockhead sinking into the warm depths of the asari's coveted ass. Deeper and deeper, the human plunged, inch after inch disappearing between the Matriarch's ass cheeks. His length speared her, truly claiming her body as his. No other person could say they had known the Empress of Armali in the way John had.

The sensation was heavenly, the tight, warm walls of Benezia's ass enveloping John's manhood like hot velvet. Slowly, he pushed farther and Benezia could only moan into the mattress and allow her royal body to be defiled and shamed. But the thrill alone was worth it, a human warrior claiming every single one of her holes, violently fucking her mouth, her cunt and her ass. As much discomfort the queen was in, she had rarely been more aroused than she was right then, dripping onto the silk sheets.

"You're tight," John grunted.

"You're big!" Benezia moaned.

Then she finally gave, the rest of John's length sinking down into her ass, all the way to the hilt. The human cursed as he pressed his waist flush to her ass, his balls brushing against her sopping wet azure. He gave her rear a soft spank.

"Ah… lovely…"

Beneath him, Benezia was in another world entirely, her eyes having gone a deep black. Toes curled, fingers clutching the sheets so tight they were likely to tear, she gasped, "Goddess… Goddess!"

The Champion only took a brief moment to savor the feel of the entire length of his cock engulfed in an asari queen's tight asshole, the plundered deep that no one else would ever have. Then he began to slide himself back out, drawing a moan from the woman beneath him. Inch after inch, she could feel him sliding inside her, every bump, every protruding vein. Benezia knew what it was to be taken.

Then, suddenly, he slammed his cock back in, striking the asari deep in her core. Benezia made a sound, half a squeal, half a shriek, entirely musical to John. The human began to fuck her.

In and out, the Champion went, sliding some inches out before thrusting back with enough force to make the Matriarch shriek with pleasure. Every thrust came with the wet sound of flesh slapping against flesh, the swordsman relentless as he pounded his cock into Benezia's tight ass.

Tevos and Liara could only watch with rapt fascination as their beloved queen was defiled so thoroughly in such a depraved manner.

"Harder! Harder!" The Empress cried, not unlike some wanton whore. She needed more of it, they saw, needed more of the human's cock and she needed it deep in her ass.

"Is it… Is it as good for you as it is for me?" John managed to ask in between thrusts, rough hands gripping her hips, one reaching down to grasp a swaying breast.

"Stop talking…" Benezia hissed, before giving a throaty moan as the human hilted himself again. She gave him a murderous look over her shoulder. "Stop talking and fuck me."

"As the Empress commands."

They fucked like animals, rutting on the bed. Harder and harder they went at it, the Champion pillaging the Empress' ass until they reached their end.

Benezia came first, her sex dripping down her thighs and onto the sheets, and onto John's balled when they slapped against her cunt. Next was John himself, the human managing s few more powerful thrusts before his climax took him. With a grunt, he emptied his balls deep into the queen's depths, his cock twitching and throbbing in her ass as he shot ropes and ropes of scalding hot cum directly into her bowels. Benezia moaned at the feeling, slumping on the bed, utterly defeated.

The sound that accompanied John pulling himself free was disgustingly wet, Liara and Tevos watching with their mouths agape as the human pulled inch after inch from their queen's thoroughly used ass.

"Damn," John sighed.

Liara crawled closer, ever curious. She looked upon her mother with concern and upon the Champion with something resembling reverence. Even Tevos could not help but look a little impressed… and aroused.

"Goddess," The youngest asari gasped, eyes widening as she looked upon the human's work. "You filled her to the brim!"

Benezia could only give a weak moan.

"Clean her up," John commanded.

Liara turned to him, "W-wha-?"

"With your tongue. Like before."

The Princess obeyed, lowering her mouth to the queen's rear… Benezia's breath caught in her throat at the sudden invasion of her daughter's tongue. "Oh… Oh! Liara, my sweet…"

John turned his eyes onto Tevos. "You," He called out. She met his eyes with a defiant stare. "Come and clean me. With your mouth, like the Princess."

A moment passed, and still the Mystic stared. But then she rose from her seat and came over to him. And then she obeyed like she was supposed to.

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It was Liara's turn. Like her mother before her, she was perched on her hands and knees before the Champion, her rear raised high as if it were an offering. She was wet and ready for him, courtesy of her mother and Tevos.

"Such a perfect body," John murmured running his hands over the girl's nude form. "So soft, so young…."

"She's over twice your age, human," Tevos reminded him.

"Young for an asari then. And it's 'Champion', Mystic." He snapped at her. "Whatever her age is, it doesn't change the fact that her ass is as perfect as her mother's."

He slapped an open palm down on her buttocks, relishing the way it jiggled against his hand. She squeaked at the sting, then moaned as his fingers began to roam.

"Oh!" Liara gasped, giggling. "Mother, his hand-!"

"My hand, too, daughter…" Benezia had recovered from her ordeal and was making sure to be close by her daughter's side when the time came for the Princess to join with Champion. Very, very close…

Benezia ran her soft hands over her daughter's body, appreciating her own work, one hand running over the swell of her buttocks… before her fingers began to delve deeper.

"Mother!" Liara squeaked, shuddering under the deft touches of both the human and her mother. "Oh, Goddess! Oh, please mother, not there! You know that spot is-!" Liara choked on her words as the Empress' skilled fingers drew an untamed squeal from the maiden's lips.

John watched with hunger and want. "She's certainly fun to play with," He said with a hint of a growl.

"I like to savor her reactions," Benezia told him, smiling warmly down at her writhing daughter as her slender fingers, slick with her own saliva, slid deeper and deeper into Liara's depths. "Enjoy the little sounds she makes when I slip my tongue into her azure… and her ass."

John grunted at the thought. "So I'm to provide an heir?"

"That is the tradition."

"How does this work if I'm not an asari?"

"Conceiving an asari child is beyond mere physical contact," Benezia explained. "It is a joining of the minds into what feels like an eternity of pleasure and bliss. For a moment, you will become more than just yourself. You and my daughter will become one in the mind."

"Interesting. Does she know what to do?"

"She does."

"I'm… I'm right here, you know-oh!"

John entered her quickly, spearing the maiden's wet azure with a single thrust. The Champion clenched his teeth, the feel of a ripe, warm cunt, so young and tight, almost drawing him over the edge.

He was surprised he had made it this far, already having fucked Benezia and Tevos. Tevos had been fun to break, having the antagonistic priestess finally succumb to his cock. It hadn't taken long for the Mystic to shriek for him to go harder and faster.

With Liara it would be different. The Princess of Armali was the most precious thing in the world to the Empress. As much as he would like to, he could not savage her, not to the extent which he did to Benezia and Tevos.

So he simply fucked her.

"How do you feel, Little Wing?" Benezia asked as she lay beside her Princess.

"Uhn… Full."

John smirked at that, tightening his grip on the maiden's hips. He began to thrust faster and harder, striking deep. Liara loved it, matching his thrusts with her own. The looks she cast at him over her shoulder were ones of adoration as opposed to lust.

"I'm not surprised," Benezia laughed. She turned to John. "You seem to be enjoying yourself, Champion."

"It's not every day a man like me gets to enjoy a young, tight, asari cunt. A royal cunt at that. I'm going to make this last."

"You can make it last later," Tevos called out from across the room. It appeared she had recovered as well. In her hand was a goblet, no doubt filled with strong asari summer wine. "Complete the joining so we may move on to more enjoyable activities."

Liara, ever the selfless girl, took the Mystic's words to heart. Her eyes went black and she spoke the words, "Embrace Eternity!"

What followed was bliss and pleasure and a flood of memories that were not John's own. Making love on a soft bed, surrounded by candles. Making love against a wall, mother's fingers sliding deep inside. Fucking on the cold floor, joined by two enthusiastic handmaidens. Fucking in the bath houses, sharing a deep kiss with mother in front of others. They all recognize you. One asari joins, then another. The bath house turns into one of pleasure.

Then John was John again, shuddering as he flooded the Princess' tight, warm cunt with a torrent of his seed, his balls tightening as they emptied. Spent, the human fell back onto the bed, slipping out of an equally spent asari. He managed only one more word before sleep claimed him.

"Fuck."

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He awoke before Liara did. Tevos had passed out from the wine. Only Benezia was still awake.

She was waiting outside, at the top of the temple steps, looking out over her city. She wore a sheer silk robe and nothing else.

"I think I wore her out," John told her.

Benezia glanced at him, smiling warmly. "She's never had someone like you. I've never had someone like you."

"And yet you stand."

"I've had experience. Liara is young," She said turning to face him. "My granddaughter will be beautiful, intelligent, strong… Thanks to you."

John bowed his head. "It was my privilege."

It was then that Benezia noticed his state of dress: fully clothed with his sword slung across his back. "You're leaving?"

John shrugged. "My job is complete. I've had my fun."

"You don't need to go."

The swordsman gave the asari a look that was both wary and curious.

"You want a human bedmate?" He asked, arms crossed over his chest.

The Empress closed the distance between them, looking up into his eyes. "You are the Champion of Armali. Until the city hosts another tournament, the title is yours."

"And when would that be, exactly?"

"When my granddaughter is of age. Not for a long time by your standards, I believe," Benezia kissed him then, warm and sensual and so loving that John forgot himself for a moment. She pulled away, resting a hand on his cheek. She opened her robe, an offering. "Stay here, be our champion, our defender. And Armali will treat you like a king. I will treat you like a king."

Any other man would have said yes and be done with it.

John Shepard was not just any other man.

The Champion of Armali smirked, eyes drinking in the Empress' half-naked beauty.

"Convince me."

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And that's a wrap for this story folks! Fucking finally!

I hope you enjoyed reading this as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Stay Awesome!