Characters: Urdnot Wrex, Kaidan Alenko, dancers from the strip club
Location: Citadel, Chora's Den
Chora's Den greeted Kaidan with a deafening blast of noise, his heart immediately pounding to the pulse of the driving music. Blinding spotlights danced erratically through the club, and Alenko froze at the entrance, wincing and squinting as the aggressive glow hit his unadjusted eyes. He stood still for a few seconds, letting his vision adjust to the reddish haze that filled the dim room, torn apart by flashing beams of light. Reflections shimmered across the floor and mirrored walls, creating the illusion of endless space and depth.
But once you looked past the illusion of lights and shadows, it became clear that the club was actually a fairly modest circular room with a bar in the center. Above it, on a raised platform, Asari and human women moved erotically in time with the pulsing music, wearing outfits that left little to the imagination. Kaidan wasn't sure how to feel about the increasing popularity of human women in the galaxy's erotic industry. On the one hand, it was oddly flattering to know that other species found Earth's women attractive; on the other, it depressed him to think that most humans probably didn't enter this line of work because their lives were going well. Kaidan wanted to believe that Earth had more to offer the galaxy than just appealing curves.
Though you had to admit, the contrast between Asari blue and human skin tone was damn good-looking, he thought, unable to tear his eyes from the hypnotic sway of bodies moving through the reddish mist of the dance floor. His vision finally adjusted to the flashing lights, allowing him to take in the scene properly. It felt like a lifetime had passed since he'd last been here with Shepard — though in truth, it had been barely more than a month. Fist was dead — his meeting with Wrex had sealed his fate — and yet, the change in ownership hadn't altered the club's core vibe in the slightest. Lust and secrecy still saturated the place.
Around the central bar, patrons were crammed into seats, downing drinks that weren't high quality but at least were cheap. Half-dressed bartenders, mostly women, darted between patrons and taps, filling glasses. Along the walls, rows of seating were taken up by customers enjoying the club's main attraction: the erotic show. Almost every chair was occupied, mostly by aliens. Turians, krogan, salarians — even volus — sat back and enjoyed lap dances. Although "private" might've been a generous word — there were no actual booths or curtains, and the dances took place in full view of the crowd.
Kaidan couldn't wrap his head around it — how could anyone relax and enjoy a woman grinding her bare ass against your crotch with a dozen strangers watching? But it didn't seem like anyone cared what the others were doing. Patrons drank, talked, swayed to the music. The crowd's chatter blended into a constant background hum, barely audible under the pounding bass, and Kaidan began to wonder if he'd even find a free seat in this crush.
The layout seemed almost deliberately cramped, leaving little room to move without brushing up against one of the club's many employees — women ready to offer a few minutes of pleasure in exchange for a few credits. But dancers weren't the only ones crowding the floor. Kaidan had to quickly sidestep to avoid colliding with a krogan barreling through the crowd like a dreadnought plowing through an asteroid field. It was surreal — cheap sex and sudden violence were crammed into the same cramped corner.
Once the hulking alien passed, Kaidan moved forward again and soon spotted the one he was looking for. Urdnot Wrex — massive, scar-covered, armored — was towering over a human in blue security armor marked with a private contractor's insignia. The man looked visibly nervous, shrinking back as if trying to become invisible, which only emphasized the contrast between his slim frame and the mountain of muscle that was Wrex. As Kaidan drew closer, he caught a snippet of their exchange.
"Best walk away, human. This table's mine."
"Sorry — I didn't know it was taken."
"Now you do. And if you don't want me to crush you like a damn pyjak, you'd better disappear."
"I'm going, I'm going… No trouble, alright?"
The man slid off the stool and hurried away, glancing back nervously at the alien towering behind him. His drink was left behind on the table.
"Smart choice," Wrex grunted, only now noticing Kaidan approaching. The krogan raised the forgotten glass as a kind of greeting and downed its contents in one massive gulp.
"What was that about, Wrex?" Kaidan frowned. His assignment had been to locate the krogan, who'd failed to return to the Normandy on time. It had taken some effort to track Wrex's location via his omni-tool signal — nearly an hour of scanning, followed by another hour to navigate the lower levels of the residential sectors. Alenko had begun to suspect the mercenary had gotten himself into trouble, but now, finding him at a bar scaring off other patrons, Kaidan felt nothing but irritation.
"Nothing worth worrying about," Wrex laughed, his signature deep, guttural chuckle reverberating through his thick armored frame, making even the air around him seem to vibrate.
"Shepard's waiting. Let's go," Kaidan said, deciding not to dwell on the situation and eager to get back to the ship. Babysitting a krogan wasn't part of an Alliance soldier's job description.
"He can wait a little longer. Sit down," Wrex said, shoving the chair next to him with one massive hand.
Kaidan hesitated.
"We really should…" he began.
"Yeah, yeah. Shepard's waiting. Saren's waiting. The whole damn galaxy's waiting. Do yourself a favor and stop acting like a poster boy for the Alliance for five seconds. Sit."
Wrex didn't raise his voice, but his tone — and the weight of that hard, uncompromising stare — left no room for argument. Kaidan pressed his lips into a thin line, his expression making it clear he thought this was a terrible idea, but he sat down anyway. Next to the hulking alien in full armor, Kaidan felt like a flea beside a war beast.
He barely had time to ask what had gotten into the krogan when a gorgeous asari appeared on the other side of the bar.
"What can I get you?" she purred, her eyes lingering over the young Alliance officer's fit frame with a sultry look. Kaidan shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Looks like you've embarrassed our lieutenant," Wrex noted, letting nothing escape his gaze.
"Mmm…" The asari's full lips curved into a playful smile. "I love flustering men in uniform."
Wrex gave a low, amused grunt, sounding almost thoughtful.
"Uh… just water, thanks," Kaidan murmured awkwardly.
But Wrex cut him off:
"Bring us two bottles of ryncol. And your best brandy. The whole bottle."
"Wrex, I…" Kaidan's faint hope of protest shattered against the krogan's stony expression. The mercenary slammed his massive palm against the bar, transferring credits through the embedded terminal in the surface.
Satisfied the payment went through, the asari disappeared at once — though not before throwing another intrigued glance at the dark-haired soldier.
"Remember our talk in the elevator?" Wrex said suddenly. Kaidan, who had just opened his mouth to remind the krogan of the reason for his visit, shut it again and paused for a moment before shaking his head.
"I asked you who would win — you or Shepard."
"Oh, right…" Kaidan did remember that conversation — one that had been especially awkward, since Shepard himself had been in the elevator with them. What surprised him now was that Wrex had remembered it too. The krogan rarely bothered speaking to anyone aboard the Normandy. Aside from Shepard, he mostly exchanged words with the other alien, Garrus Vakarian, and on occasion, Ashley Williams. That last part had always struck Kaidan as odd — Ashley was notoriously distrustful of other species, and why she made an exception for Wrex remained a mystery.
"You know what Shepard's real strength is?" Wrex didn't seem to be expecting an answer.
"What?"
"His unshakable confidence. Whatever he does, he does it in a way that leaves no room for doubt. You just believe him. You believe in him."
"Alright…" Kaidan still wasn't sure where this strange conversation was going. "And what's your point?"
"You could learn a thing or two from him, Lieutenant. The closer we get to Saren, the more dangerous this mission becomes — and soon enough, every one of us will have to prove who we really are."
"You doubt me?" Kaidan's brow arched upward.
"No. You doubt yourself."
Wrex fixed him with a hard stare, and if Kaidan had thought for a moment that the krogan was joking, that notion evaporated quickly.
"Tell me something," Wrex continued. "What do you think Shepard would do if that asari behind the bar started making eyes at him?"
Kaidan gave a small chuckle.
"So that's what this is about, Wrex? You think I'm insecure because I'm not used to female attention?"
"We're men, Lieutenant. You, me, Shepard. What drives us inside — it's not so different. Doesn't matter what species the shell belongs to."
"And that means...?" Kaidan asked, the last thing he'd expected was a motivational lecture from Wrex.
"It means I don't see someone in front of me I'd trust to watch my back when the shit really hits the fan," the krogan said flatly. "Your self-doubt leads to doubt in the mission, and doubt in the mission puts all of us at risk — including me. And I know how to survive, Lieutenant. If teaching you how to make your own goddamn decisions is what it takes to stay alive, then I'll do it."
"Oh yeah?" Kaidan smirked, clearly unconvinced by the alien's sudden burst of philosophy.
Wrex let out a low noise — half laugh, half grunt, maybe just an exhausted breath. Kaidan could almost feel the weight behind it, like it cost the old warrior something to speak so candidly.
"Shepard might be a hell of a leader," Wrex said slowly, "but he doesn't always understand what his crew really needs. Take Williams, for example. Her distrust of aliens could've blown our whole mission to hell, and Shepard didn't do a damn thing to change that."
There was a pause. Then came a low, unmistakable chuckle from the krogan — and it sent a chill down Kaidan's spine.
"Well… let's just say she wasn't the first xenophobe I've had to show that aliens can offer her something… more than she expected."
Kaidan opened his mouth to ask what exactly Wrex meant by that, but the krogan pressed on before he could.
"It's amazing how much we bury in ourselves. Needs, instincts — we hide them, suppress them. But those same instincts can unlock our greatest strengths. Deny them, and it's like putting shackles on your own potential. Shepard may not know that, but he lives like he does. He takes what he wants. Without guilt. Without hesitation. And that's why he wins. I'm the same."
Wrex snorted.
"You? You've got a long way to go. But lucky for you, we're in just the right place to start."
Once again, Kaidan didn't get a chance to reply — the asari waitress returned, setting their drinks on the bar. She placed a glass in front of Kaidan and let her fingers brush his hand, offering him a smile so sultry it could've melted glass.
"You," Wrex said suddenly. The asari looked up, as if only now realizing the krogan was even there.
"Need something else?" There was an edge in her voice Kaidan definitely picked up on — cold and cautious.
"Oh, you can bring something, alright," Wrex said, his tone casual but sharp. "Bring that blue ass of yours to the VIP room. And bring your friends. I've got work for you."
"What do I look like to you, a whore?" she snapped, her voice rising.
"Obviously," Wrex said without missing a beat. The force of it knocked the air out of her. "The only question is the price. Here's my offer: fifty thousand credits."
"For sex with you?!" she laughed sharply. "Ha! I wouldn't touch you for a million!"
"Not with me," Wrex said coolly, and jerked his thumb toward Kaidan.
"With him."
"What?!" Kaidan shouted, utterly stunned.
"What?!" the asari echoed, no less shocked.
"You heard me perfectly," Wrex explained patiently. "Kaidan's too modest and noble to offer you something like this himself. But the way you two have been eyeing each other? Says plenty. So, consider it my gift to a comrade. Well? What do you say?"
To Kaidan's surprise, the asari didn't explode in anger. She didn't throw a drink in their faces, didn't storm off, and didn't call over the bouncer — who, honestly, probably wouldn't have done much against Wrex anyway. Quite the opposite. Her initial outrage seemed to vanish as suddenly as it had flared, and the blue-skinned beauty — dressed in tight latex that hugged every graceful curve — turned a very different look toward Kaidan.
In her eyes, he saw… was that interest?
The lieutenant felt a familiar flutter of nervousness, but remembering Wrex's words, he forced himself to hold her gaze. Those bottomless eyes — if the word "girl" could even apply to a species with a completely different biology — pulled him in like the sky without stars: a dark, intoxicating mystery he wanted to drown in.
She was stunning. Even by the famously high standards of asari beauty, this one was almost unfairly perfect. Huge eyes, full lips, a delicate nose, and a soft dusting of pale blue freckles across a youthful, flawless face. How old was she? If Liara T'Soni was any comparison, this woman could've been twenty… or a hundred and twenty.
Amazing species, Kaidan thought, his gaze drifting downward — drawn helplessly into the plunging neckline of her outfit. His eyes followed the tight curve of her waist, down to the smooth swell of her hips, then lower to her long, toned legs. The transparent surface of the bar gave him a clear view all the way down to her boots — ankle-high, high-heeled, perfectly matching the rest of her already indecently sexy attire.
When Kaidan finally pulled his eyes back up, he found her watching him with a smile of quiet approval. She wasn't shy about returning his stare — studying him with focused, deliberate attention. And yet, to his own surprise, Kaidan didn't look away. He didn't flinch. He didn't even blush.
And when her full, glossy lips moved to speak, her voice came out so soft it felt like it was meant for him alone:
"With him… I agree."
Kaidan could barely recall how exactly it happened — but within minutes, he found himself seated in a dimly lit room, its perimeter lined with wide, low couches. In the center stood a dance pole, glowing softly in red and blue hues cast by corner lamps that pulsed rhythmically in sync with the ambient music trickling from hidden ceiling speakers. Apparently, Chora's Den did have rooms for truly private dances after all.
Wrex sat across from him, already out of his armor, wearing only pants now. Unlike the Alliance soldier, the mercenary was clearly no stranger to this kind of place — he sipped his ryncol slowly, lounging back on a couch that somehow, miraculously, supported his massive, many-hundred-pound krogan frame without complaint.
Kaidan, meanwhile, had never been anywhere quite like this before. The moment the door shut behind them, that old feeling of uncertainty crept back. For a moment, he even considered leaving — but then he remembered the way the asari had looked at him, with such unhidden desire. That alone was enough to make him stay.
To him, all of this still felt unreal — like some strange dream spun out of the overstimulated neurons of his biotic-enhanced brain. But if it was a fantasy, Kaidan didn't want it to end. And his desire to see it through only intensified when the door opened again… and something stunning stepped inside.
Four of them. Two asari. Two humans.
The asari dancers were almost unnaturally beautiful — surpassing every woman Kaidan had ever seen. He couldn't believe that such stunning examples of the ancient race were working in a cheap club on the lower levels of the Citadel. Were the rumors true? Did their legendary "aura" really enchant other species, making them appear more beautiful than they actually were? Because next to them, the human girls looked… ordinary.
Not unattractive, of course — not at all. Their appearance clearly catered to male appetites, and their outfits were expertly tailored to highlight exactly the features they were hired for. Both human women were petite, with long dark hair, and pretty faces — though heavily painted in makeup. Their outfits left almost nothing to the imagination: sheer red bodysuits that clung to their curves and put their assets on full display. One glance at their figures told Kaidan everything he needed to know about the club's hiring criteria.
The fabric of their bodysuits was so thin it was almost transparent, especially over their chests, where he could clearly see large areolas and tiny nipples — both pierced with small, glittering adornments. Piercings? Kaidan had read about such things, sure — he knew some women went for it, especially those drawn to bolder self-expression — but he never imagined he'd be seeing it up close like this.
His mouth went dry. Sweat pricked at his forehead. A hot wave rolled through his body — especially when one of the humans turned to close the door behind her. The bodysuit didn't cover her ass at all, only concealing the crease between the cheeks. Honestly, the women were a little on the soft side — he noticed some sagging in the thighs, roundness in the asses, a hint of cellulite. But Kaidan so rarely had the chance to admire naked female form in any context, let alone like this, that any imperfections were the last thing on his mind.
And then… he forgot about them entirely.
Because when he turned his gaze from the human girls to aliens, everything else just vanished.
The asari looked like living embodiments of perfection. Their lithe bodies moved with a hypnotic blend of impossible sensuality and teasing innocence; every gesture so precise it was as if their entire performance had been choreographed just for him. Each sway of the hips, each tilt of the head, every subtle curl of the lips or fleeting glance seemed to whisper to Kaidan alone: this is for you.
Unlike the human girls, the asari wore skintight dresses — indecently short — revealing miles of toned legs wrapped in leather high-heeled boots, while the tops left their delicate collarbones and bare shoulders exposed to the dim, pulsing light.
The one to Kaidan's left, with soft, ocean-blue skin, was the embodiment of refined elegance. Her face — high cheekbones, full, sensual lips — radiated a quiet, magnetic allure, while long lashes framed deep sapphire eyes that shimmered with promises of forbidden pleasure. Her figure moved with the fluid, natural grace of a feline, hips swaying in slow rhythm, her slender waist and the smooth curve of her thighs drawing the eye without effort. The boots made her legs seem endless, and the faint gleam of her skin under the shifting lights only heightened the fantasy.
Dancing beside her, the second asari shimmered with a deep violet hue, her skin glowing with a lustrous sheen. Her features were sharper, her mouth slightly parted, inviting, with a look that seemed to dare you to disobey her. Her figure was fuller — round, soft breasts straining against the fabric of her dress, curvy hips swaying with every step, her perfectly shaped ass barely concealed by the clingy material.
As the music pulsed, the two asari began to drift closer to each other, teasing their audience. Their hands roamed — not just their own bodies but each other's — gliding along hips and thighs, brushing fingertips over the swell of breasts, stroking fabric that did nothing to hide the heat beneath. Then their lips met in a slow, indulgent kiss. Tongues entwined as they moaned softly, playfully, the sound sending a shiver down Kaidan's spine.
He felt it — his body reacting, heat rising, his cock swelling inside his pants. Ashamed of the sudden rush, he looked away, face burning with embarrassment. But the girls noticed.
The violet-skinned one giggled and purred playfully:
"Oh my... we've got ourselves a shy one."
Her ocean-blue partner smirked, leaning in close, her voice a soft whisper just for him:
"Don't worry, soldier… we'll help you loosen up."
They dropped to their knees, still locked in a heated kiss, and began crawling toward Kaidan. With deft fingers, they unfastened his pants, and his cock — already hard — sprang free. The girls exchanged a glance; their faces gave nothing away — were they impressed by the size, or merely amused, as if it were some curious trophy? But within seconds, they pounced like predators on prey.
The violet-skinned asari wrapped her lips around the head, tongue swirling expertly, teasing the sensitive flesh while thick strands of spit dripped down the shaft. Her partner licked around the base, her sharp little teeth grazing the skin just enough to make Kaidan shiver. Then she took his balls into her mouth, sucking and slurping so hungrily he nearly cried out. Their mouths moved in tandem, trading places, lips slick and noisy, wet sounds mixing with their own breathy moans — and Kaidan, drowning in ecstasy, lost touch with reality, forgetting where he even was.
His head tilted back, eyes rolling as the asari devoured him greedily, their throats stretching to take him deeper, and every spasm of theirs sent shockwaves through his body. The violet one gagged with messy abandon, her mouth frothing with saliva and precum, which she gulped down noisily, sloppily. The blue-skinned asari lavished attention on his balls, her tongue exploring every crease and fold. Kaidan moaned, fists clenched, never in his life having seen — or felt — anything so raw, so animalistic. He was prey now, consumed by these alien nymphs in a frenzy of lust, his body no longer his own, utterly submerged in pleasure.
Meanwhile, Wrex wasn't wasting any time either. One of the human girls had climbed onto the krogan's lap, grinding against the enormous bulge in his pants. Her hips rocked forward and back as she moaned shamelessly from the friction. Her heavy tits had spilled free, and were now at the mercy of Wrex's massive maw; his tongue dragged hungrily over her pale skin, sucking her nipples with loud, wet pops that made her shudder in delight. The other girl stood nearby, fingers rubbing between her legs through the sheer fabric of her bodysuit. Her gaze shifted from Kaidan to Wrex, lips wet, eyes glittering with arousal, torn between the alien sluts and her fellow earthling, whose cries now blended with the beat of the music.
Wrex growled low, gripping the girl's thighs to hold her in place while he toyed with her tits, tongue leaving slick trails on her skin. She moaned louder with each pass of his mouth. The second human finally stepped forward, hand reaching toward Kaidan — but she froze, unsure whether to interrupt the fevered scene. Her breathing quickened as she watched the krogan feast on her friend, and the lieutenant losing himself in the mouths of two asari.
And then Wrex turned to her with a sharp grin and barked:
"Hey, slut!"
Kaidan flinched — he'd never heard Wrex speak like that before, though deep down, he couldn't claim to be surprised. This place seemed built for indulging every base instinct men had. The girl turned her head, eyes wide, and stepped toward the krogan — but Wrex suddenly paused, as if remembering something. Grabbing the first girl by the hair, he yanked her off him and turned to Kaidan with a snarl:
"Well, human. You prefer asari… or your own kind?"
The answer seemed obvious. The asari hadn't stopped pleasuring him with their eager mouths, their passion boundless, while the human girl standing to the side had clearly faltered, lowering her gaze in visible embarrassment. Kaidan suddenly felt a flicker of pity for her — and on impulse, he beckoned with a finger.
The asari, surprised by his choice, withdrew just enough to make space.
When the human girl knelt beside them, the violet-skinned alien grabbed her by the head and shoved her forward — hard — forcing her mouth onto Kaidan's cock so roughly that the human beauty let out a startled cry.
The violet asari held her head firm, driving her down with brutal determination, her fingers tangled viciously in the woman's hair as the human gagged, throat stretching to accommodate the thick shaft. The blue-skinned one grabbed her too, anchoring her in place, denying her any chance of escape. The stripper's body trembled; wet, choking noises bubbled from her throat as she coughed around him. Saliva mixed with precum streamed down her chin in thick, sticky ropes.
Kaidan, overwhelmed with pleasure, suddenly realized she wasn't bobbing her head on her own. She was being manipulated — her movements controlled entirely by the biotic force of the two asari, who guided her rhythm like puppeteers. Her eyes streamed tears, her body jolted in spasms, but she couldn't stop. It was merciless. Her face flushed bright red, lungs burning as she coughed up wet clots of drool, but Kaidan couldn't stop her torment — he was too far gone, and every choked gag sent waves of heat flooding through him. His moans drowned out her struggle.
She trembled harder, her arms hanging limp while the asari kept working her like a tool. The biotic grip at her throat tightened with each stroke, amplifying Kaidan's pleasure and her pain, locking her in place. Every gag clamped her throat tighter around him, drawing another shuddering gasp of ecstasy. Spit and sweat ran down his balls as the human girl — reduced to nothing but a cockslave — hacked, sputtered, her lashes soaked with tears she could no longer blink away. Spittle sprayed from her mouth; her entire body shook with convulsions, but the asari didn't let up. Their eyes glittered with cruel delight, and Kaidan moaned louder, fists tightening around the couch cushions. He wanted to stop, to save her from it — but his body betrayed him. It loved every second of this twisted scene, and she, barely conscious now, remained a marionette in alien hands.
Kaidan's clouded gaze drifted toward the krogan — and there, he saw the other human girl already kneeling before Wrex. Her hands trembled as she freed his massive cock — at least twelve, maybe sixteen inches, with a fat, deep-purple head that looked impossibly thick and rigid.
There was no way she could fit that thing in her mouth — not even close. So, she did what she could: her tongue traced along the bulging veins, leaving a glistening wet trail as she stared up at him in meek submission. Saliva poured from her lips, slicking over the krogan's four massive balls, which she worshipped like a cheap little whore — kissing, sucking, lapping at them with desperate, devoted energy. Her lips gleamed with spit, and every movement was steeped in helpless, eager obedience.
Wrex growled low, his heavy palm resting on the head of his little whore, guiding her as she licked every inch of his massive shaft, her tongue gliding along the veiny, rock-hard length, greedily lapping up every drop of precum that beaded from the swollen head. Saliva dripped steadily from her lips, forming a messy puddle between the krogan's feet, while her eyes — burning with desperate, hungry lust — never left his, as if begging silently for his approval.
Meanwhile, Kaidan, lost in the depths of pleasure, could feel the human girl — still impaled on his cock by the asari's control — trembling harder. Her throat clenched around him in tightening pulses, sending waves of bliss through his nerves, but her movements were fading. Her eyes rolled back, and her body slackened, like a puppet whose strings had finally snapped. The strain of humiliation and raw physical use had drained her strength. She sagged against him completely — limp, silent, helpless.
Then, suddenly, the biotic hold snapped.
The violet-skinned asari loosened her grip on the girl's hair, and the human wrenched herself back with a ragged, animal gasp, breaking free from Kaidan's cock. Her chest heaved violently as she sucked in air, saliva and tears streaming down her face, mixing with ruined makeup in black, glistening streaks. Her eyes burned — with fury, shame, and something darker. She opened her mouth to curse, to scream at the aliens who'd used her like meat — but she never got the chance.
The violet asari surged forward, a sadistic smirk curling her lips, and smothered the human's mouth with a deep, domineering kiss. The girl's lips twitched in protest, but the asari's tongue forced its way between them, silencing her with wet, possessive insistence. The second asari — the one with skin like the sea — joined in without hesitation, her hands sliding roughly down the girl's trembling body. She grabbed and squeezed her breasts, scraped her nails across flushed skin, then moved down, assertively parting the girl's thighs. One sharp tug yanked aside the thin strip of her bodysuit.
Then, without warning, fingers plunged into the girl's soaked pussy — slick and needy despite everything — drawing a muffled moan that was swallowed entirely into the violet's kiss.
Kaidan watched, mind unraveling, his sanity drowning in heat and need. The two asari, never breaking their grip on the gasping human girl, reached for him at once. Their hands — quick, sure, and cruel — wrapped around his cock, stroking in perfect, synchronized rhythm. The violet one never stopped kissing the human, but her hand pumped Kaidan's length with slow, deliberate twists, her nails dragging gently across the skin for a teasing bite. The blue-skinned beauty, her fingers still fucking the human girl below, reached with her free hand and tightened her grip on Kaidan's tip — just enough to make him buck.
"Ah — fuck..." The groan escaped him before he could stop it.
His body seized, pleasure erupting in a hot, unbearable wave. He couldn't hold back. He didn't want to. His cock twitched violently in their hands, then exploded — thick, pulsing spurts of cum spraying across the three women kneeling before him. White droplets splattered on the violet asari's cheek, streaked down the chin of the human girl, and the blue one — grinning — caught a strand on her tongue, licking it off with a wicked glint in her eyes.
The human girl, still gasping for breath after the asari's kiss, finally pulled away. Her eyes burned with a volatile mix of anger and arousal. She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, smearing Kaidan's cum together with the slick remnants of her own throat's discharge, and muttered a quiet curse — though the fury in her voice had faded. What remained was exhaustion… and submission.
The asari didn't wait.
The violet one slowly licked her lips, sensually gathering the last traces of Kaidan's cum from her mouth, then returned her attention to the human girl. Her fingers slid down, finding the girl's clit with predatory precision, and the touch made her jolt — a startled gasp escaping her lips. The second dancer — the sea-toned beauty — never took her eyes off Kaidan as she leaned in, licking the last of his orgasm from her own fingertips before lowering her head to the girl's neck. There, where his seed still glistened on her flushed skin, she began to lap gently, deliberately, her tongue tracing the salt and sweat in slow, teasing strokes.
Kaidan, chest heaving, collapsed back against the couch, his entire body still trembling from the intensity of his release.
Meanwhile, Wrex let out a deep, guttural growl as the human girl continued working his cock. His heavy hand tightened in her hair, forcing her to move faster, her lips and tongue sliding eagerly over his massive shaft. He shot a glance at Kaidan, eyes gleaming with mockery, as if to say, "Watch and learn, little human". The girl at his feet gasped for air between strokes but didn't stop, didn't falter. She kept licking, sucking, slavishly devoted, even as her spit dripped down in thick ropes, merging with the slick pool beneath her.
Her face, smeared with saliva and precum, pressed eagerly against Wrex's towering cock. She nuzzled it like a cat in heat, inhaling his scent, moaning under her breath. Her tongue slid over the thick veins, collecting every drop of the slick fluid weeping from his fat, swollen tip. She pulled back to breathe, then wrapped both hands around the shaft — barely able to encircle it with her slim fingers — and began stroking him, slow at first, then faster.
"God, it's so big," she breathed, her voice quivering with awe and desire. "So strong... so damn perfect."
Her lips curled into a lewd smile as she leaned back in, trying to take one of the krogan's massive balls into her mouth. It barely fit — she had to stretch her jaw painfully wide — and she slobbered over it with noisy, wet suckling sounds, completely unbothered as thick strands of precum from the towering cock above her dripped down onto her tangled hair and smeared across her flushed face. She grabbed the shaft again with both hands, jerking it off with quick, desperate strokes, her slim fingers struggling to manage its monstrous girth.
"You're a fucking beast… this cock... it's unreal," she moaned, eyes glazed with raw, unfiltered lust. Then, with sudden, brazen boldness, she slapped herself across the cheeks with the swollen head. The impacts were loud, wet, and heavy, leaving red streaks on her smeared face, completely obliterating what was left of her makeup.
"I can't take it all…" she whispered, voice low, trembling, almost pleading. "A whore like me deserves to be punished for that."
Wrex bared his teeth in a crooked, satisfied grin, then rumbled:
"Punishment? A little whore like you can't handle that alone."
His voice was low and thunderous, vibrating with absolute, unshakable confidence.
Off to the side, the two asari had brought the second human girl to orgasm. Her body writhed helplessly in their arms, thighs trembling, hoarse moans breaking from her throat. The violet asari clung to her neck, licking sweat from the flushed, salty skin, while the one with sea-blue skin tormented her small, bare breasts, pinching the stiff brown nipples between her fingers. The asari's tight dresses had long been torn away, baring toned alien bodies: the violet one's chest was full and heavy, with large pale-blue nipples, while the blue-skinned dancer had a slender frame with delicate, nearly invisible areolas.
The three of them melted into a messy, hungry kiss, tongues tangling as they licked each other's lips, cheeks, chins — even the sticky trails of Kaidan's cum still glistening on their faces. Watching them, Kaidan felt his once-spent cock swell again, stiffening as blood surged back in time with the pounding of his heart. His eyes roamed hungrily over their bodies — the curves of their thighs, the slick, wet slits between their legs — and he realized he couldn't look away.
Wrex, noticing his reaction, let out a sharp whistle and crooked a finger at the girls. All three — the two asari and the human whore — obeyed without hesitation, crawling toward him on all fours, their eyes burning with submission and heat. Their asses swayed with practiced rhythm, almost in sync. The krogan loomed over them like a mountain, his scarred, muscular bulk dwarfing their delicate, eager forms. His cock — easily over sixteen inches long, with a crimson head the size of a clenched fist — looked more like a weapon than a sex organ, a thing built to ruin. Even four women didn't seem enough to satisfy its hunger.
Wrex was the embodiment of masculine power — raw, alien, primal. His presence filled the room, his growl made the very air vibrate, and every movement of his body radiated the certainty of an apex predator. The four whores at his feet were merely accessories to his dominance. Their bodies were too small, too fragile to contain his sheer force — but still, they offered themselves up, eager to serve, obeying not just his will, but something deeper, older, written into their instincts: this male was above them. This was nature.
The girls crowded around Wrex's feet, but there wasn't enough space between his massive legs for all of them. The violet-skinned asari wasted no time — doing what she clearly did best. She planted her hands on the krogan's thick thighs, then swung her legs up and over his shoulders with shocking agility, pressing her dripping pussy right into his snout.
Her firm, pale-blue ass and glistening folds were instantly devoured by Wrex's enormous tongue, and the moment it dragged through her slit, she shuddered violently, body seizing with pleasure. In that upside-down position, her face hovered perfectly above the krogan's cock. With her mouth stretched open as wide as it would go, she tried to take the head.
It looked impossible — the tip alone was massive, far too thick for any normal throat — but she braced herself with biotic force, holding her body in that unnatural suspension, and somehow managed to wrap her lips around the head of the alien shaft. She moaned immediately and started sucking with obscene hunger. Her tongue worked around the groove of the tip, lapping up thick strands of precum, while her throat convulsed in futile attempts to swallow even a little more of the monster.
Kaidan froze watching it all, unable to believe his own eyes.
What a species, flashed through his mind, as he stared at the asari doing the impossible — swallowing more and more of Wrex's cock, inch by impossible inch.
The other three girls — the second asari and the two humans — clustered around the base of the krogan's shaft, their lips and tongues moving in frantic rhythm. The first human girl, her face already smeared with spit, licked along the underside of the shaft, her tongue tracing the thick veins, while her lips noisily sucked away the wetness clinging to his rugged length. She slobbered as she took one of his massive balls into her mouth, suckling eagerly, occasionally clamping down just a little harder — enough to draw a louder growl from deep in Wrex's chest.
The second human girl, only just recovered from her orgasm, joined in next. Her lips wrapped around the shaft from the side, while her hands roamed over the length, stroking what her mouth couldn't reach — which was most of it.
"You're just… unreal," she whispered in reverence, her voice trembling with awe.
The second asari, her skin the color of the sea, worked her tongue around the very tip, lips smacking softly as she licked up the slick precum dribbling down the shaft from the violet one's mouth above. But when the violet asari — still perched on Wrex's shoulders — finally pulled off, gasping from the overwhelming pleasure his tongue was giving her, the others each took their chance to claim the head.
The first human girl, face already streaked with spit, smacked herself with the massive tip again, then leaned in, trying to wrap her lips around it — but she only managed a wet lick. Her mouth was too small; she gagged as she tried, then pulled away coughing, her throat defeated. The second human stepped up next, her lips stretching wide, eyes determined — but she too failed, falling back with tears glistening in her lashes, eyes watering from the strain.
Only the second asari — the one with the sea-colored skin — managed it. Her lips slid over the head, and she took nearly half the shaft into her throat. It visibly expanded around it, and with the help of a glowing pulse of biotic energy, she maintained the rhythm, bobbing slowly, steadily. Her moans were muffled, swallowed entirely by the girth stuffed in her mouth, and drool spilled freely down her chin, dripping onto her chest below.
Wrex, savoring every second, didn't slow his work — his tongue buried deep in the violet asari's pussy, licking so greedily her legs trembled around his head. Her biotic barrier flickered, barely holding her body upright in the position she clung to. Kaidan — already hard again — watched the scene with growing hunger, his mind sinking deeper into lust, his sense of right and wrong completely drowned in the primal chaos playing out before him.
The violet asari, her pussy still under Wrex's relentless tongue, started to tremble violently. Her biotic field shimmered wildly, flickering with instability as the krogan's thick tongue plunged deeper, lashing her folds with near-inhuman precision. Her thighs clamped around his face, body seizing up, and her manicured nails dug into the armor plating on his shoulders, scraping desperately for something to hold on to.
Sloppy, wet sounds of licking mixed with her ragged cries — and then the orgasm hit her like a supernova. Her back arched, her eyes rolled back and darkened, and from her throat tore a long, guttural wail. Juices poured down Wrex's chin as her body convulsed in place, spasming uncontrollably. Biotic energy flared, casting brief blue light across the room before collapsing as she went limp. Her knees slipped off Wrex's shoulders, and she slid slowly down his chest, panting hard, spent and ruined. Between her sleek purple thighs, everything was soaked with the evidence of her climax, and her face was smeared with spit and precum from her earlier attempt to take his cock.
Now it was just the sea-skinned asari left alone with Wrex's massive cock. Her lips, already stretched and reddened from her earlier effort, parted again and slid down over the bulbous, veined head. The two human girls knelt at her sides, their tongues working eagerly along the rest of the shaft, worshipping every inch they could reach. Their hands stroked and massaged Wrex's heavy balls — each one so large it took both of their palms to hold just one.
The asari's mouth was stuffed full, her cheeks bulging as she sucked noisily. Her moans were choked and wet, her jaw flexing as she tried to take more of him with every plunge. But Wrex was far too turned on to let her set the pace.
With a growl, he clamped a massive hand around her head — big enough to cup her entire skull — and started to thrust into her throat. Hard. Deep. Her neck visibly stretched as he drove forward, thick strings of drool spilling from her lips, sliding over her cheeks and down her neck, dripping between her bare breasts.
Her eyes teared up instantly. Mascara ran in messy streaks, but she didn't fight it. She let him use her — let him fuck her throat like a living sex toy. Each thrust came with a loud, obscene glrk, and Wrex's voice rolled over them all like thunder:
"That's it, slut. Take it deeper."
Her biotic aura flickered faintly, helping the beauty ease her throat and endure the relentless assault. The strain was clearly agonizing — her neck stretched to its limits, her throat aching from the punishing force — but she held firm. Drool mixed with precum streamed down her lips, dripping steadily from her chin onto her knees, glistening against her pale blue skin.
The violet asari, still trembling from her orgasm — a rarity for any dancer in Chora's Den, where clients rarely cared about anything but their own release — returned to Wrex. Her eyes burned with hunger as she climbed up beside her sister on the couch, arching herself seductively next to the krogan. Now the two asari worked together, lips and tongues taking turns at the massive head of Wrex's cock. The krogan grinned darkly, then gripped both their heads in his massive hands and began fucking their throats in turn. Every few strokes, his hand would slide from the violet's hair to her exposed, perfectly positioned ass, where she had angled herself just so — inviting him to grope her freely while she served his cock with wild devotion.
She didn't hold back.
That thick, alien cock pushed deep into her mouth, stretching her throat so far that the bulge of him was visible with every thrust — a thick ridge rising and falling beneath her flawless purple skin. She choked, struggling to breathe through her nose, her lips forced open wide as saliva streamed down her chin, pouring over her partner's face while she worshipped the krogan's heavy balls below.
Wrex shifted next to the blue-skinned whore. Her mouth, slightly wider than the other's, took him deeper — nearly halfway down — and her gagged moans vibrated against him, earning a low snarl of pleasure. His thrusts were harsh, almost brutal, but the asari didn't resist. They took it willingly, eagerly. Their eyes sparkled with arousal, their bodies trembling with need, their throats wet and noisy as they milked his cock with their mouths.
The air was thick with the sound of their gurgling throats, and the two human girls — having stepped back — watched it all with a kind of reverent awe.
But only for a moment.
Pulling away from Wrex's cock, they turned to each other and kissed — hard, passionate, messy. Their tongues tangled, licking precum and spit off one another's lips, off their chins. The first girl, the one whose mouth had earlier been used by the asari to pleasure Kaidan, let her hand slip down beneath the thin strap of her friend's bodysuit, fingers sliding over the soaked lips of her pussy. The second girl dropped to the floor and spread her legs wide, revealing her glistening folds beneath the taut strip of fabric, already slick with arousal.
The first girl lowered herself, gently pulling the fabric aside — and then her tongue dove in.
She licked eagerly, teasing the clit with practiced circles, then plunging her tongue inside the pulsing, wet hole. Her ass, hugged tight in her bodysuit, arched up behind her — the thin strip between her cheeks doing nothing to hide the soft curve of her inviting rear, or the two slick holes barely veiled beneath the stretch of black fabric.
That was it for Kaidan.
His cock, rock hard again, pulsed with raw need. Lust clouded his thoughts, his body moved on instinct. Rising from the couch, he stepped in behind the kneeling girl and with a single, sharp motion, pulled the strap of her bodysuit aside — exposing her soaked cunt and tight, twitching asshole in one brutal reveal. Without a word, he slammed his cock into her dripping pussy.
She cried out, her body arching in surprise — but immediately pushed back against him, taking him deeper, moaning into the slick heat of her friend's cunt as she continued to lick. The room was filled with sounds — wet, choking gasps from the asari choking on Wrex's cock, squelching thrusts from Kaidan's savage rhythm, and the gasping cries of the two human girls locked together in a moaning tangle of tongues and flesh.
Kaidan grabbed the girl's hips tight and started fucking her hard. Each thrust made her ass bounce wildly, the shockwaves rippling through her soft, round cheeks as her body slammed back into him over and over again.
The lieutenant could feel her pussy tightening around his cock — hot, wet, gripping him with every thrust. Each motion was met with a lewd schlk-schlk, slick and needy, while the girl beneath him didn't just moan — she screamed with pleasure.
The second human whore, sprawled on the floor, writhed beneath her partner's tongue. Her fingers tangled tightly in the other girl's hair as she was eaten out with desperate, focused skill — the kind that wanted to make her feel everything. Her tits had long since spilled free from her bodysuit, bouncing with every shiver, and she was twisting her own hardened nipples between her fingers, biting her lip as her body tensed in waves of ecstasy. Her thighs clamped tightly around her lover's head, as if to pull her deeper.
Kaidan couldn't tear his eyes away.
His cock throbbed inside the girl he was fucking, buried deep in her wet, gripping heat, sweat running down his back. He pulled off the top of his uniform and tossed it somewhere behind him. Then his eyes found Wrex — still ramming his cock into the stretched, spit-soaked throats of the two asari — and Kaidan realized he'd never experienced anything like this. Never been so lost in lust that morality, thought, identity all dissolved into raw, instinctive fucking.
The girl beneath him began to tremble, her cries rising into ragged screams. Kaidan gripped her hips tighter, slamming into her faster, his own orgasm building like pressure in his spine, burning hotter with each brutal thrust.
But Wrex still hadn't finished.
Despite the relentless effort of both asari — their throats stretched to the limit, faces drenched in drool and precum — his cock remained hard and twitching, like a slab of pulsing iron. Neither of them could hide their awe.
The violet-skinned asari pulled back just long enough to gasp for air, breathless and wide-eyed.
"No males ever lasted this long against both of us," she panted, arousal and astonishment shining in her gaze.
The sea-blue one just nodded, flushed and desperate, licking her swollen lips, trying to catch her breath.
But Wrex only snarled — a low, growling thunder that echoed off the walls — and suddenly slapped the violet across the face with brutal force, leaving a red imprint blooming across her cheek.
"Shut the fuck up, whore," he growled, voice thick with contempt. "Time to show you smug little asari how a real krogan fucks."
He rose to his full height, a towering mass of muscle and scarred flesh, casting a colossal shadow over the women below. With one thick, clawed hand, he seized the violet-skinned asari by the waist and lifted her into the air as if she weighed nothing — like a doll made for fucking. The second asari backed away instinctively, but Wrex's other hand grabbed her by the face and shoved her into his heavy, sweat-slick balls, pressing her nose into the wrinkled skin steeped in heat and the raw, indescribable scent of alien flesh.
She gasped — choked — but didn't pull away. Her tongue lashed out instead, ravenous, licking every inch of his massive testicles, slobbering, working her jaw like a starving animal. Drool ran freely down her chin, her eyes watering from the suffocating scent and sheer lust. There was no hesitation in her — no resistance. A true whore, born for this.
Meanwhile, Wrex positioned the violet asari above the monstrous head of his cock. Her pussy, already soaked and trembling, quivered as the krogan pressed the thick, swollen tip to her lips. He entered slowly, carefully — even knowing that asari physiology could adapt to nearly any partner in the galaxy, he understood the danger of his sheer size. The head stretched her lips painfully wide, making her cry out — a shriek of pain laced with a moan of helpless pleasure.
But Wrex didn't rush.
He made four slow, deliberate thrusts — easing himself deeper with each — and by the fifth, nearly half of his shaft was inside her. Her inner walls clenched around the impossible girth, struggling to accommodate him, and she screamed. The pain was sharp, biting — but it rapidly morphed into an overwhelming ecstasy unlike anything she had ever felt. It was as if her entire existence had been engineered for this very moment: to be split open by this krogan beast.
Her thoughts blurred, her brain flickering with fragments.
"Goddess... he's going to tear me apart... but it feels so fucking good... deeper, please, deeper..."
She ran her hands over her own body, grabbing and twisting her nipples until they turned red, choking herself by the throat with one hand to heighten the edge, licking her fingers — slick with spit and pussy juice — as if trying to taste her own delirium.
With each new thrust, Wrex sank deeper. Now three-quarters of his cock was buried in her — stretching her pussy beyond anything nature intended. She screamed openly, eyes streaming with tears, her ruined makeup a black, sticky mess of sweat, lust, and emotion. Her sobs weren't just from the pain — they were from the overload, the brutal, burning euphoria surging through her like molten fire, making her body convulse uncontrollably in his grip.
"Yes! Fuck me! Split this whore open!" she howled, her voice breaking to a hoarse rasp as she shoved her fingers down her own throat, trying to muffle her cries, while her hands crushed her breasts, fingernails digging in and leaving angry red streaks across her trembling purple skin.
"Never... nothing like this... he fills me... completely..."
Wrex growled, low and savage, his thrusts growing harder, more certain, more brutal. With every slam, the asari's body jolted upward — her breasts bounced violently, her cunt squelched obscenely, spraying wetness across the krogan's thighs and splattering the other asari, who knelt below, still dutifully servicing his balls. She licked and worshipped them with religious devotion, as though this act — servicing a krogan God — was her sacred calling.
The violet whore's hand tightened around her throat, cutting off air until her face flushed crimson, her eyes rolling back in her skull from the sheer overload. The line between orgasm and madness blurred — and she gave in to both.
And then — a sudden burst of ecstasy tore through her sensual body like a white-hot explosion. She came, her inner walls clenching around the monstrous cock inside her, as if trying to force it out — but Wrex only smirked, never slowing, driving his mate harder still, denying her even a second's pause.
The purple-skinned alien bitch kept screaming, her glistening body drenched in sweat, hands wandering feverishly across her own flesh — squeezing her throat, slapping her large, bouncing tits, or sliding lower to grope at the stone-thick shaft of the mercenary. That alien cock was ripping her open, violating every part of the most beautiful species in the galaxy. She wept, but the tears weren't pain — they were pure, trembling bliss, and she rasped out hoarsely:
"More… don't stop…"
Wrex felt her orgasm grip him and only fucked her faster. His cock now rammed all the way in, stretching her impossibly wide, and the asari howled, twisting her nipples until it was obvious they hurt — but the pain only fueled her pleasure. Her emotions spun into a storm — the joy of being filled to bursting, fear from the size, lust burning so deep it seared her from the inside out. And she came again, her juices flowing down his cock, dripping onto the second asari below, who didn't even flinch. She kept worshipping the mercenary's balls with her mouth, trying to help her partner push him over the edge faster.
Meanwhile, Kaidan, panting heavily, kept slamming his cock into the wet, eager pussy of the human girl beneath him. He was on the edge again, despite cumming just minutes ago — his body betraying his brain, refusing to obey. Everything about this felt wrong — filthy, depraved, the total opposite of what suited him as a meticulous, reserved lieutenant, always unsure of his own desires. But it was that very wrongness that made it so perfect.
He tried to distract himself, focus on something neutral, anything that would let him last longer — just enough to give the whore a little more pleasure. Her moans were loud despite her mouth being busy eating out her friend. She was clearly enjoying it, her tight little hole clenching around his cock like it didn't want to let go.
But no matter where Kaidan looked, the scene was soaked in depravity. The purple asari had become a limp fuckdoll in the krogan's claws, her body jerking in raw spasms as he impaled her again and again on his monstrous dick. The second asari, like a loyal little slave, had her face buried in his massive balls, worshipping them with devoted obedience, her face and crest smeared in her friend's juices and the dribbling slick from the mercenary's shaft. Even the human prostitute Kaidan was fucking had started bouncing against him with fierce energy, impaling herself on his cock like she lived for it. He could feel how hot and wet she was, just how turned on she'd gotten — as much as him, if not more.
In a last-ditch effort to mentally escape, Kaidan looked toward the second human girl sprawled on the floor — and what he saw hit him like a punch to the gut. Her face was frozen in rapture, eyes rolling back, mouth wide open in a soundless scream, her entire body writhing in what looked like agony. That was the moment she came — her thighs clamped down, pulling her partner's head tighter against her pussy, and she convulsed all over. Her orgasm sprayed across the face of the girl Kaidan was still fucking, and the lieutenant swore through clenched teeth, feeling his balls tighten, his cock pulsing with that urgent, devastating warning.
But just before his orgasm overtook him, the woman under him suddenly lunged forward, pulling off his cock with a wet, obscene shlrrk. Kaidan stared, dazed, his mind not yet catching up to what just happened. She turned her head, eyes gleaming with a predatory glint, lips curling into a wicked smile:
"I'm not letting you cum a second time that quick."
Then she pounced like a hungry predator, shoved him back onto the couch, and yanked his pants off in one fluid, rough motion, tossing them aside next to his already-discarded shirt. Kaidan blinked — his cock was rock hard again, average by human standards, maybe a little thicker than most. But she didn't seem to care about size — her eyes devoured him as she licked her lips and said:
"You know, you're my first Alliance soldier, sweetheart."
Then she unzipped her bodysuit, which had long since lost its purpose, and let it fall to the floor. She was completely naked — full, heavy breasts with dark nipples slick with sweat, a lean stomach, thick hips, and a flushed, wet pussy that radiated heat and need. She straddled the lieutenant and sank down on his cock, taking him into her with a gasp. Her cunt gripped him tight, wet, hungry, and she started riding with such aggressive rhythm that Kaidan genuinely feared she might break his dick.
Each bounce came with a loud slap of her ass against his thighs, her pussy squelching greedily around him, her tits bouncing in his face like a hypnotic rhythm. The pleasure was overwhelming — a tidal wave that drowned his doubts and hesitation. He buried his face in her breasts, licking the heavy orbs with long, messy strokes, biting her nipples until she yelped and fucked him even harder. He was melting into it — the salt of her skin, the scent of sweat and sex, the soft heat of her flesh between his teeth. He realized he'd never done anything like this — his sex life had been tame, almost dull, and now, in this moment of unleashed chaos, it would be criminal not to savor it all.
His hands gripped her ass hard, squeezing her cheeks as he helped her bounce, moaning into her chest as his orgasm crept closer. But this time, he didn't resist — he let it take him, surrendering to the filthy, beautiful madness.
Wrex kept pounding the purple asari harder and harder, his thrusts turning savage, and her screams blurred into a string of cries, gasps, and helpless prayers to the Goddess. Her body jerked in a third orgasm, as if in agony, her biotic aura flaring in wild, uncontrolled pulses. Her voice cracked into a ragged shriek:
"Goddess… oh Goddess, I can't… it's too much!"
Her eyes rolled back, tears streamed down her cheeks, and her pussy clamped down on the krogan's cock again, milking him in desperate spasms. Juices poured from her, slicking her thighs, her whole body slack like a broken doll, limp in his grip — only Wrex's strength kept her upright.
The second asari, still tongue-deep on the mercenary's balls, suddenly froze. She felt them tense, pulsing hard beneath her tongue. She pulled back, a thick strand of spit stretching from his sack to her lips, and whispered reverently:
"Oh Goddess… he's about to cum."
Her eyes darted to her friend, still skewered on the monstrous cock, and for a heartbeat, her gaze filled with alarm — afraid an obscene flood of krogan seed might tear her apart. But instead of fear, she leaned in closer, her delicate hands massaging Wrex's heavy balls, fingers caressing the wrinkled skin, then began to take each testicle into her mouth, one by one, trying to stuff them deeper into her slutty little throat.
"Ruin that bitch… fill her up," she murmured, voice trembling with pure lust. "Let that dumb pureblood whore drown in your cum…"
Wrex let out a deafening roar — and suddenly yanked his cock from the purple asari. Her pussy released him with a loud, wet schhlorp, and she collapsed backward, nearly unconscious. At the last second, her biotic aura flared, breaking her fall, and she landed limply on the cushions, panting hard. Her entire body shimmered with sweat; her eyes half-closed in drained delirium.
Wrex didn't wait. He grabbed the second asari by the head — still kneeling — and shoved his cock down her throat in one brutal motion. Her eyes flew wide in shock as her neck stretched to accommodate him, gagging instantly. Her blue hands slapped his thighs, a flash of biotic energy sparking — but Wrex caught her wrists with one massive paw, pinning her in place as he growled:
"Asari need to learn their place, bitch."
She submitted almost instantly, her body going slack, eyes rolling — and then she began to swallow greedily, her throat convulsing around the flood of cum pouring into her. A flood of thick, hot krogan seed filled her mouth, her throat, her stomach. She choked, cum spilling from her lips and nose, streaming down her chin and neck, coating her bare blue chest in glistening ropes. Her fingers twitched helplessly, trying to cling to his thighs, but she didn't resist. She accepted it — drank him like a slave.
She swallowed and swallowed, endlessly, until her belly looked swollen from the sheer volume of krogan seed inside her.
Kaidan watched, feeling his own climax becoming inevitable. The image — an asari choking on alien cum — was sickening… and impossibly arousing. His cock, buried deep in the wet heat of the human girl, started pulsing. She felt it and shuddered, her cunt squeezing him tighter, heightening the rush. Gritting his teeth, Kaidan bit down on her nipple — hard — and she screamed as they both came together.
His orgasm hit like fire, cum erupting deep inside her, filling her womb, mixing with her juices as they gushed over his balls and soaked into the couch. The girl clung to him, pressing his face into her bouncing breasts as her entire body trembled, her cry of pleasure echoing through the room. Kaidan could feel his seed overflowing from her, leaking out in thick waves, coating his thighs, and he gasped for breath against her skin, drowning in the freedom and filth of it all.
They lay there, panting, their bodies glistening with sweat — when Wrex's voice thundered through the room:
"This is just the beginning, you dumb sluts!"
Kaidan turned toward him and saw the krogan withdrawing his cock from the asari's throat. The wet, choking sound it made was lost under Kaidan's own orgasm. Incredibly, Wrex's massive organ hadn't gone down at all — still rock hard, standing like a weapon between his legs, as if his explosive climax had been just a warm-up.
The blue-skinned asari collapsed onto all fours, coughing and shaking, her body quivering like something was about to burst inside her — and then she vomited a wave of krogan cum onto the floor. It splashed into a puddle of spit, precum, and sex fluids that already covered the floor beneath her. Her legs were slick with it, her thighs coated in messy white streaks.
She tried to breathe, her chest rising and falling, eyes half-lidded — but Wrex didn't give her time. He grabbed her by the throat again, snarling, clearly ready to fuck her like the first one.
But before he could, the human girl who had just orgasmed under her partner's tongue wrapped herself around his leg like a kitten, looked up into his eyes, and whispered with startling sincerity:
"Please… let her rest."
Wrex snorted, eyes filled with contempt, but he dropped the asari to the floor and muttered:
"Expected better from asari."
Then he looked down at the human and growled:
"Then you'll take her place."
The girl let out a startled gasp, her face contorting with fear as she stammered:
"Y-you'll tear me apart!"
But Wrex, grinning darkly, growled in response:
"You're not the first human bitch I've fucked."
Of course, he didn't mention who the first had been — no need to traumatize Kaidan. The krogan seriously doubted the lieutenant would ever look at Ashley Williams the same way again if he found out that the Alliance sergeant had been a total whore, taking a krogan cock in her pussy with a kind of ease that these strippers from Chora's Den could only dream of. Wrex had already been thinking about getting another go at the young human slut, the one who had been carefully avoiding him ever since that incident in the cargo hold… but so far, the opportunity hadn't come.
Chakwas, on the other hand — that mouthy ship's doctor — gladly let him fuck her throat nearly every day. It was almost odd, really, how few men of her own species paid her any attention. In Wrex's opinion, that human nymph could outdo plenty of younger whores. Hell, how old was she — fifty? For a krogan who'd already lived through multiple centuries, human years meant little. But skill... yes, Karin Chakwas definitely needed another "medical check-up" sometime soon. A deep one.
For now, though, Wrex flipped the Earth girl around, dragging her onto all fours next to the asari who was still coughing up his cum. The purple-skinned one had slid off the couch and wrapped her arms around her companion, stroking her gently to soothe her — but both aliens were watching with hungry interest as Wrex lined up his cock… not with the human's pussy, but with her tiny, tight asshole.
It looked absurdly small beside his monstrous girth.
The second human — just finished riding Kaidan and now reclining beside him on the couch — giggled as she saw where Wrex was aiming:
"She loves getting fucked in the ass."
"Who would've guessed," Wrex chuckled, and without ceremony, smeared his cock with the slick juices from his new victim's pussy before beginning to push it slowly — but decisively — into her ass. The girl tensed, her whole body trembling, but instead of a cry of pain, a soft moan of pleasure escaped her lips, making Kaidan freeze in disbelief.
Growling with arousal, Wrex started to fuck her ass rougher, his massive cock sinking deeper, stretching the tight little hole that pulsed as if from fear — but still yielded to each new inch of alien flesh. The human girl wasn't just enduring it — she was loving it. Her moans grew louder, she rocked her hips back against him, impaling herself on that monstrous shaft, her fingers clawing at the floor as she writhed in ecstasy.
"Ahh… deeper… fuck my ass!" she moaned; her voice soaked in lust.
The asari watching the scene had clearly gotten worked up, their eyes darkened again — barely noticeable in the dim light — while their hands roamed over each other's bodies. The purple-skinned one pulled her companion close, and they melted into a deep, hungry kiss, tongues intertwining, eagerly licking up the remains of cum, tears, and spit from one another's faces. The blue-skinned asari was still coughing up krogan semen — but now her breath had grown heavy with arousal, and she gasped out:
"I want him in my ass too…"
Her partner dragged her tongue slowly along the blue one's slick skin and giggled:
"His cock's busy for now."
But the first asari turned to her with a sly smile:
"Then we still have another male."
That little comment didn't go unheard.
The human girl seated beside Kaidan, still catching her breath from her orgasm, was lazily stroking her flushed, soaking-wet pussy as she stared at her fellow Earth girl getting her ass destroyed by a krogan — and clearly enjoying the view.
"I don't think the lieutenant has the strength for you right now," she purred, licking her lips. "You're welcome, sluts."
But the asari only laughed — in unison, melodically, as if they'd just heard something incredibly naive.
"Oh, sweetheart, asari never have trouble turning on a man," purred the alien with skin the color of the sea.
"No matter what species he is," added the second, licking her violet lips with slow delight.
They sank to their knees before Kaidan, whose cock gave a weak twitch, as if greeting them. But the lieutenant was genuinely spent — he knew he'd need at least five, maybe ten minutes to recover before even thinking about another round. His body just didn't have it in him… but the asari knew their craft too well.
Moving as one, they gently lifted his legs, exposing his ass, and without hesitation — as if it were the most natural thing in the world — they began to lavish his balls and taint with their tongues. Then, to his shock, they went lower. Their mouths explored his most sensitive spots, licking around and directly over his hole — soft at first, then more insistent, tongues probing, teasing, slipping just inside.
The sensation hit him like lightning — a rush of confusion, shame, and uncontrollable pleasure. He gasped, a kaleidoscope of feelings crashing through him.
"F-fuck!" he burst out, unable to stop it — and the human girl beside him, still idly stroking her slick pussy, giggled.
"There's the asari magic in action," she teased, voice dripping with amusement. "Whole goddamn race of horny sluts."
Meanwhile, Wrex had already buried half his massive cock in the human girl's ass — and it drove her over the edge. Her body convulsed in raw spasms, moans bursting into loud cries as her tight hole clenched around the invading shaft. Her pussy exploded in a flood of wetness, soaking her thighs as she came hard, fingers clawing into the floor, her face twisted in a mask of helpless ecstasy.
But her orgasm only made her more sensitive — and just a few more thrusts from Wrex pushed her into another. This time, her scream was nearly animal, primal, echoing off the walls. Slick juices poured from her cunt in waves, forming a fresh puddle beneath her trembling body.
Just then, the second human girl — the one who had decided to leave Kaidan to the alien sluts — crawled toward them, eyes blazing with hunger.
"You owe me, bitch," the second human said with a filthy smirk. Dropping to the floor in front of her partner, she spread her legs wide and practically shoved the other girl's face into her dripping pussy. The first girl, still trembling from her anal orgasm, dove in eagerly — her tongue lapping at the slick folds, obediently swallowing the other's juices, teasing her clit with practiced flicks, sucking it gently, her moans humming right against it. She looked like she was getting even more pleasure out of the act than the one being pleasured.
The second Earth girl, squeezing her large breasts together, stared up at Wrex — his towering form casting a shadow over them like a stone monolith. His brute strength, the animalistic force of him, that massive cock stretching her friend's ass wide — it all turned her on beyond reason. She moaned softly, imagining what it would feel like to have that krogan claim her next, stuffing every hole she had until she was left leaking and broken.
Meanwhile, the two asari were worshipping Kaidan's ass with shameless hunger. Their tongues worked in tandem, like trained whores — or slaves bred for a single purpose: to serve their master. The purple-skinned one, a sadistic grin curling her lips, spread his cheeks wider and plunged her tongue deep, swirling it over every inch of sensitive skin. She didn't give a damn about how clean he was or what he might smell like. She licked like she owned him.
Kaidan didn't care either — couldn't, not with what the blue-skinned dancer was doing. She matched her partner's pace, her lips wrapped around his balls, sucking them one at a time, wet and noisy, then licking up along the base of his shaft. Every so often, her tongue joined the other asari's, dragging across his hole in teasing flicks that made Kaidan groan aloud, unable to hold it back.
His cock started to swell, twitching slightly, blood rushing back into it as if rising from the dead beneath the depraved onslaught. Their tongues were everywhere — hot, wet, unrelenting, licking his taint, his ass, his thighs, slurping up sweat, even kissing his legs. The intense mixture of embarrassment and raw pleasure made his whole body quiver.
The asari glanced at each other, eyes gleaming with lust, then locked lips in a deep, wet kiss — their tongues tangling, swapping spit, sharing the taste of his ass as if it were a delicacy. The purple one reached out and gave the blue-skinned beauty a sharp slap on her firm ass, then whispered huskily:
"Show him heaven, baby."
The asari turned her back to Kaidan with a predator's smile, giving him yet another breathtaking view of her flawless curves and tight, perfect ass. Then, with slow, deliberate grace, she lowered herself, guiding his thickening cock toward her tight little asshole. She impaled herself in one swift thrust — her ring stretched wide around his shaft, and Kaidan groaned as the heat of her body gripped him, so tight it forced him to arch involuntarily. His hands grabbed her hips instinctively, rough and dominant, drawing a moan of approval from the alien beauty.
At the same time, the violet-skinned asari dropped lower, her tongue slipping between her partner's slick folds, lapping at the dripping pussy and flicking her clit, while her hands roamed that graceful body — cupping the breasts, pinching the hard nipples without restraint, then sliding down over her stomach and thighs to meet Kaidan's fingers, stroking over his hands with tender heat. The lieutenant's mind spiraled into filthy bliss — the asari's ass wrapped around him like velvet heat, and the moans of women filled the room, echoing off the walls like a choir of sin.
Then he felt a wet tongue on his balls — the violet asari had switched from licking her friend's pussy to lavishing his sack with attention, only to return moments later to her true target. Her tongue plunged deep into her partner's cunt, fucking her in perfect rhythm with Kaidan's cock sliding into her ass. Her hands toyed with the asari's tits, twisting the nipples so hard the blue beauty cried out in endless moans, bouncing harder on Kaidan's shaft.
Her ass clapped wetly against his thighs with every slam, their sweaty bodies grinding together in a friction-soaked tangle of flesh. Kaidan could feel her anus tightening around him, unbelievably tight — as if no cock had ever entered her before. His hands wandered over her slender figure as he fucked that ass, each thrust making his cock harder, pushing deeper, drawing louder, more desperate cries from the alien slut.
The violet asari didn't stop. She licked across her lover's throat, leaving hickeys in her wake, then slid down her back to spread her cheeks even wider, giving Kaidan a perfect view of his cock plunging in and out of the tight, dark-blue ring. The sight was obscene, addictive.
Meanwhile, the first human girl — still impaled on Wrex's cock — came again. Her whole body shook in climax, her screams rising into sharp cries, and her ass clamped down around his shaft like it never wanted to let go. Her pussy exploded in a fresh burst of wetness that spilled down her thighs and dripped to the floor. She collapsed, chest-first, onto the ground, completely spent. Her face landed in a puddle of slick sex fluids — and she didn't care. The depraved bitch was beyond caring.
Wrex growled, finally pulling out of her ass. His cock gleamed with her juices, looking even bigger than before, swollen and pulsing, clearly close to release — but his current toy was in no state to continue.
Fortunately, the second Earth girl's legs were spread wide — conveniently, almost invitingly — right in front of him. She was trembling on the edge of orgasm, her body caught in a desperate tug-of-war between fear of being split apart by that krogan monster… and the white-hot need to feel him inside her.
Wrex didn't ask.
He just grabbed her by the hips and shoved in hard, like she was the cheapest whore on Omega. His cock slammed into her soaked pussy with a loud, wet schhlrrrp, stretching her walls to the limit, grinding into her cervix. And she loved it — the pain tangled with the pleasure, and she moaned so loud it scraped her throat raw.
Her cunt gushed around him, as if her body was doing everything it could to slick that massive shaft, to help him plow deeper, smoother.
Wrex hoisted her ass up off the floor and kept fucking her like a machine, his cock plunging so deep it bulged visibly beneath her skin, pressing up from the inside of her belly. She couldn't stop herself — the scream that tore from her chest was equal parts panic and rapture, and the joy in her voice easily rivaled the fear:
"Oh God… oh fuck… I'm gonna…!"
Her orgasm was explosive — she squirted hard, juices spraying across Wrex's thighs and splashing the floor beneath them. Her body convulsed violently as she surrendered completely to the pleasure, screaming, fists pounding the slick floor, toes curling tight, eyes rolling back. A raw, animal moan tore from her throat just as the krogan pulled out of her drenched pussy.
Both human girls now lay nearly motionless, their sweat-soaked bodies glistening in the dim light, completely spent — but Wrex still hadn't come again. His cock stood tall, rigid and throbbing like a weapon, ready for another battle. He turned his head toward the violet-skinned asari — the one who was still licking her partner's cunt as she bounced on Kaidan's cock — and stalked toward her.
Each step made the floor tremble, and his gaze burned with feral lust, promising one thing: she was next.
Growling like a beast, he grabbed her by the hips and rammed into her from behind. His massive cock shoved into her pussy with a loud, wet schhlorp, stretching her open brutally, making the asari cry out in a mix of sharp pain and delirious pleasure. Wrex didn't wait — after a few savage thrusts, his thick shaft, now slick with her juices, slid down to her asshole.
He pushed inside slowly but relentlessly, forcing her tight ring open until it stretched wide around him. The violet-skinned beauty moaned into her partner's folds, never once stopping her tongue from worshipping the blue one's drenched pussy. Wrex began to alternate between holes — plunging into her cunt, then her ass, back and forth, each time deeper, each time harder. His heavy balls slapped against her clit with every stroke, sending shocks of pleasure racing through her body. Her moans broke into screams, ragged and primal, but the ecstasy in her voice left no doubt — she didn't want him to stop.
She came fast, barely two minutes later.
Her body locked up in a quake of orgasm, inner walls spasming around the krogan's cock as a hot wave of slick flooded his shaft. But Wrex didn't slow. The violet-skinned asari screamed, her voice cracking into a desperate, hoarse wail:
"Goddess — I… I'm dying!"
She shook violently, her eyes rolling back, darkening suddenly once again with pure, mind-shattering ecstasy. Wrex felt her climax push him closer to the edge, and he slammed into her harder, faster. His guttural growls deepened, cock engorged, ready to burst. His massive hands squeezed her ass with such force red marks bloomed on her violet skin, and still, he didn't stop — plunging from pussy to ass and back again, stretching both holes brutally wide.
At that moment, the blue-skinned asari, still riding Kaidan's cock, began furiously rubbing her clit — her fingers moved so fast she moaned louder with each breath, her ass slapping wetly against the human's thighs on every bounce. When her orgasm hit, her body arched violently, and a powerful squirt sprayed forward, soaking both the violet-skinned asari beneath Wrex and the floor around them. The violet asari, feeling the hot splash across her skin, moaned even louder as her own climax intensified — and Wrex, growling like a beast, rammed his cock deeper into her ass.
The blue-skinned whore collapsed onto Kaidan, her body trembling. She let his cock slip from her ass with a wet shlk, and without missing a beat, guided it straight into her pussy — now drenched and pulsing like a volcanic core.
Kaidan, stunned and overwhelmed, ran his hands over her body, his fingers tracing the sensual curves of her hips, gripping her firm ass as she slid back and forth on his hard shaft. Glancing at the alien beneath Wrex, twitching and moaning in her orgasm, Kaidan felt his own arousal spike. His cock throbbed inside the asari's hot, soaking cunt, and she kept riding him harder, her unstoppable sexual energy radiating into him like fire.
He began to thrust back — harder now, his hips slamming into her ass, his restraint unraveling. He wanted to twist her nipples, choke her, hurt her, push her body to the edge — to tear the climax from himself with sheer brutality, to make it the most intense orgasm of his life. But something deep-rooted held him back, some residual instinct or ingrained programming that stopped the lieutenant from fully giving in, even now.
And the asari — as if sensing that hesitation — arched her back, leaned in until her lips brushed his ear, and whispered:
"Come on… harder… hurt me… fuck me like the whore I am."
The words lit a fuse in Kaidan.
His biotic field flared in a burst of blue light. He seized her throat with one strong hand, squeezing tight enough to draw a choked gasp from her lips — but even through that gasp, she moaned:
"Yes…"
That was the breaking point.
Kaidan lost control.
Lifting her with his biotics, he held her suspended above him and began slamming her down onto his cock with brutal speed — up, down, up, down — each motion rapid and powerful, stuffing her wet pussy full with every piston-like thrust. She screamed words in her native tongue, things few humans had ever heard from an asari's lips, soaked in raw lust and submission.
Her cunt clenched wildly around him, spasming in rhythmic pulses as a fresh orgasm tore through her. Her body convulsed in midair, wracked by waves of pleasure so intense her muscles shook and her breath broke into ragged cries.
Wrex let out a rumbling laugh of approval, his low, thunderous chuckle echoing through the room as he watched Kaidan use his biotics to impale the asari on his cock. The violet-skinned alien beneath the krogan was already slipping into unconsciousness from the unending orgasms — her body spasmed uncontrollably, eyes rolled back, and her moans had dwindled to a hoarse whisper. Juices from her endlessly convulsing, pleasure-wracked pussy streamed down the krogan's shaft and balls, dripping onto the floor. Wrex could feel his own orgasm approaching; his balls tensed, his cock throbbed inside the asari, and at some point, it became so hard that the mercenary could've lifted the alien whore into the air with nothing but his dick.
But just then, the two human girls, having recovered from their own orgasms, crawled closer. Their hands began stroking and kissing his thick, scaled legs, delicate fingers gliding over hardened muscle, while one of them cupped his heavy balls in her palm, gently fondling them.
That was all it took.
The krogan roared, his massive frame going taut like a bowstring, and he came inside the asari. The first powerful spurts of thick, hot cum shot deep into her, filling her womb, her belly visibly swelling with the volume of seed until she moaned deliriously. Her body jerked in one final orgasm before falling silent — unconscious. But Wrex wasn't about to waste it all on one bitch — he suddenly yanked his cock out, her pussy making a wet, sucking noise of protest, and cum spilled out of her in thick waves.
The flow from the krogan's cock, like a hose turned on full blast, sprayed over everyone — the asari and the human girls alike, who eagerly opened their mouths to catch it, eyes wide with lust. The violet asari lay motionless on the floor, seemingly unaware that her mouth had filled with seed as Wrex generously showered her face with more of it, coating nearly all of her in a white torrent. The human girls knelt obediently before the male on all fours, offering their faces, tongues extended to catch every sticky drop. One of them grabbed his cock in both hands, jerking it to squeeze out more, letting the cum cover her cheeks, hair, neck, dripping down onto her breasts and belly, making her skin glisten, sticky and soaked in the thick, pungent fluid.
They swallowed greedily, mouths working nonstop to gulp down the salty, cream-thick load. They couldn't get enough — one girl smeared Wrex's cum over her breasts, rubbing it into her erect nipples, while the other caught the final spurts in her palms and licked them clean. Her tongue glided skillfully over her fingers, licking every trace. She smeared the cum across her lips, playing with it, savoring it like the sweetest dessert. The other scooped cum off her belly with both hands, bringing it to her mouth and swallowing it. Her whole body was coated — from her hair down to her thighs. White streaks ran down her skin, making her look like a wax figure. The girls rubbed their cum-smeared faces against each other, licking the floor, their tongues working nonstop as they hungrily lapped up Wrex's load from each other's bodies, hands spreading the sexual nectar over their asses. They were covered completely, as if they'd bathed in it.
Amidst all this, Kaidan couldn't hold out any longer — his orgasm hit him like a tsunami. At the last moment, he pulled his cock out of the asari's pussy, earning a whimper from her at the sudden emptiness — but he immediately plunged into her tight, blazing hot ass. And he came, pumping his seed deep into her. She moaned, her body shuddering under the lingering grip of his biotics. The whore cried out loudly as his cum flooded her, overflowing, running down his shaft and onto his balls, mixing with her slick juices, further soaking the couch. Kaidan growled, his hands gripping her thighs, leaving scratches on her skin, while his cum kept pouring out, stuffing the alien slut to the brim…
A few hours later, Kaidan came to. His head throbbed; his body ached from everything he'd been through. He was lying amidst a tangle of naked bodies — the asari and human girls were asleep, their skin glistening with dried cum, their faces and chests streaked with white stains. Wrex was nowhere to be seen — the krogan had apparently left, abandoning Kaidan alone in the aftermath of this chaos.
Wincing at the dull ache in his muscles, the lieutenant spotted his clothes in a corner — miraculously untouched. He managed to pull on his pants and shirt, moving carefully toward the exit, doing his best not to wake the girls or step in any of the puddles of sexual fluids that dotted the floor.
At the doorway, he paused. Turning back, he took one last look at the remnants of the impossible orgy he'd just taken part in — and let out a quiet, crooked smile. A strange mixture of shame and satisfaction stirred in his chest. Today, he'd learned something new about himself — about his desires, about just how far he could go when reason drowned in lust.
And oddly enough, the thought made his heart beat just a little faster.