Hearing the sultry tone in Liara's voice, Sam's eyes went wide with anticipation. She wasn't sure quite what the archeologist intended but she was anxious to find out, and the smoothest thing she could think to reply with was, "That sounds totally fine."
"I am glad to hear it." Liara's hands ran over Samantha's arms and she leaned in close, taking in the scent of the specialist. It was characteristically human but tinged with the fruity tone of some beauty product and she found it an interesting contrast with her bondmate's earthier smell. Stepping back, she circled around the chair and took Sam's hand, leading her to her feet.
There was something adorable about Sam's uncertain eagerness. Liara loved Shepard's confidence, but the chance to experience something different was precisely why the asari had been interested in this little experiment. Stroking the soft skin of Samantha's cheek, she turned to look at Melanie. "She really is very pretty," Liara said kindly. "I can see why you were tempted."
Shepard just smiled back at Liara. Temptation was an excellent word for what she had felt the night when Sam more or less asked the commander to join her in the shower. Resisting had been one of the most difficult things she'd ever done and while Melanie had never regretted her choice of Liara, the chance to have both of them for one night was delicious.
Samantha blushed slightly at Liara's compliment. The skin of the asari's hand felt remarkably smooth against her cheek and tentatively, Sam tilted her head and kissed the warm skin pressed against her. Pleased with Samantha's interest, Liara wrapped her arms around the specialist's neck and pulled her in for a more intimate embrace.
Liara's lips pressed softly against her mouth, and Samantha let out a little whimper at the contact. The asari's body felt so sweet and it had been far too long since Sam's career had left her time to do anything but masturbate alone to her fantasies of Shepard or some of the other beautiful women she had met aboard the Normandy. Growing bolder, the specialist opened up the kiss, sliding her tongue inside Liara's mouth. Reciprocation followed, and as Liara's hands started to glide across her back, Sam found her head swimming with her rising arousal.
Watching from the sofa as her beloved archeologist began to unbutton Samantha's shirt, Shepard fought hard to keep her composure. She knew why it made sense to do things this way; Liara and Samantha didn't have the same connection she and her bondmate shared, or even that she had with Sam and so it was important that they get comfortable with each other independent of her. Still, it wasn't in her nature to sit on the sidelines, particularly when the action she wanted to join in on was quite so appealing.
Liara finished opening the Sam's shirt and slid the garment off of her shoulders before taking in her first good look at the specialist's body. Where Shepard's frame, though still feminine, was covered in lean muscle, Samantha's was softer and curvier, a delightful treat that she looked forward to devouring.
The asari bent down, placing a series of soft kisses along the slight swell of a brown stomach and Sam sighed happily, reaching an inquisitive hand down to touch the ridges of Liara's crest. She'd always heard that they were exceedingly sensitive, and when she stroked one, she was rewarded with the feeling of Liara gasping against her body.
Reaching Sam's chest, Liara unhooked her black bra, freeing the human's plump tits. The dark brown nipples topping them were already hard, and the asari brushed her small, blue tongue lightly over one. A strangled sound came out of Sam's mouth and Liara felt a flush of desire between her own legs at being able to elicit such a reaction.
"Bloody hell, Liara," Samantha managed as dark blue lips closed around her breast. She'd always remembered the asari as being a bit shy and she certainly hadn't expected quite this level of enthusiasm. Her mistake, she thought, because even as Liara kept sucking on her almost-painfully stiff nipple, the asari's nimble fingers were already unfastening her slacks.
Liara slid a hand inside Samantha's pants and when she ran the tips of her fingers over the silky black underwear beneath them, she could already feel wetness through the fabric. Releasing the breast in her mouth, she ran her tongue along the skin of the human's neck before nibbling on her ear. Sam's back arched with pleasure and even as Liara let her fingers keep brushing lightly over the specialist's sex, the asari looked to Shepard, wanting her bondmate's approval before she continued.
Melanie's blue eyes were fixed firmly on the intoxicating sight in front of her and when Liara looked back at her questioningly, the commander gave her a nod, answering the unspoken inquiry with a "Yes." As badly as she wanted both of the beautiful women in front of her, she couldn't wait to see what was going to happen next.
Slowly, Liara worked her fingers beneath the waistband of Sam's panties. She had the same short hair that Melanie did, and moving through it, the asari began stroking the slick folds of Sam's sex. She parted them gently, finding the throbbing point of her clit, and as rubbed it softly, she turned back to her bondmate. "Goddess, Shepard," she smiled mischievously. "You should see how wet she is for me."
"Do you want me to feel for myself?" Shepard's voice was playful as she asked the question, but beneath the humor, Liara could hear an undercurrent of deep desire, mirroring the lustful panting sounds coming from Samantha as the asari teased her bud.
"Not yet," she replied, "But let me show you." Regretfully withdrawing her hand, Liara tossed off Sam's unfastened bra before sliding her pants and underwear down over her curvy hips. Shepard got her first full look at Sam's lovely body, and as she drank in the view, she could indeed see her arousal glistening on the lips of the specialist's sex.
There was also a twinge of vulnerability in her brown eyes though, no doubt a reaction being stripped bare in front of the couple, and Shepard decided that even if she couldn't join in yet, she could at least make a suggestion or two. "Would you like to see more of Liara?", she asked helpfully.
"God, yes," Sam blurted out and Liara responded by turning around so that her back was to the specialist.
"If you would be so good, Sam."
"Of course," Samantha replied, hoping she didn't sound as needy as she felt. Though Liara's brief attention to her clit had spiked her own desire, she was also aching to see the asari naked. Her trembling hands found Liara's zipper and as she undid it, the slinky dress fell down to the ground, leaving the archeologist clad only in a lacy pair of white panties. Her blue skin had the most interesting textures, scaled in some places, smooth in others, and Sam decided to take the initiative, wrapping her arms around Liara's warm body while planting kisses in different spots along her back, relishing the intriguing alien textures of this beautiful creature.
As Sam's hands encircled her and warm breasts pressed against her back, the asari sighed with pleasure. The searching lips making their way up her neck felt so good, and as the specialist kissed her crest, the enraptured look in she saw Shepard's eyes sent a pulse of desire straight to her clit. Sam's hand drifted down, running over Liara's clothed azure, and the asari whimpered shamelessly, wanting more. Hearing her need, Sam slid her fingers up her smooth thigh and lifted the lace. The skin beneath was soaked with Liara's arousal and the specialist grinned, looking over at Shepard.
"I'm not the only one getting turned on here," she told the commander, her confidence in this new situation building. Her fingers found the asari's clit, a surprisingly easy task, and as she drew light circles over the rigid point, Liara's pushed forward, trying to increase the contact. Sam obliged her, pressing down firmly on the swollen head, and as Liara moaned, Sam asked Shepard, "What about you, commander? Does watching us together turn you on?"
"What do you think?", Shepard replied huskily, polishing off her wine and un-tucking her shirt. She was strongly tempted to go further and touch herself, her body aching with desire from the erotic sight in front of her, but she knew it would be worth the wait if she didn't.
"I think," Liara interjected, biting her lip as Sam's fingers started to probe inside her wet azure, "That you want very, very much to have both of us."
Sam grinned, sliding off Liara's panties. The asari's azure felt so hot and tight as she opened it up, and she knew Shepard must have an incredible view of what she was doing. "I think that you're practically coming in your pants watching us together," she added in agreement. She thrust inside Liara, the wetness letting her establish an easy rhythm as she kept talking, something the asari no longer seemed capable of judging by her moans. "I think you want it to be your fingers buried inside Liara." She took a hard blue nipple between two of her fingers, rolling it as she slid her palm over Liara's throbbing clit. "I think you want it to be your breast my hand is massaging."
Liara pressed backwards, grinding her ass against Sam's body as the specialist kept fucking her. She was racing towards the edge of a release and Sam's words along with the intensity of Shepard's face as she heard them weren't hurting. Imagining her bondmate joining in with them only heightened the pleasure she was feeling.
As the asari's thighs started push together, Sam could tell that she was close. The series of short, sharp gasps coming out of Liara were driving Sam crazy, unmet need making her desperate to get her partner off so that she could reciprocate. Her fingers curled inside of the alien, and Liara's azure clenched even tighter around her. She could feel the inner walls throbbing around her hand and she buried her face in Liara's crest, kissing it hard as the lovely asari came.
Hearing Liara cry out and watching her body shudder around Sam's fingers, Shepard felt a sudden pang of jealousy, though whether she was jealous of Liara's pleasure or Sam for making her wife come, she wasn't entirely sure. At the same time, though, she felt as turned as she could remember being without anyone touching her. The sight of her gorgeous, naked wife crying out in ecstasy pressed against the cute specialist was pretty much the hottest thing she could imagine and her own underwear was seriously starting to feel too tight against her clit.
As her pleasure filled her, Liara staggered trying to stay upright and Sam's arm wrapped around her chest was all that let her succeed. The specialist kept pressing hot kisses along the back of her crest, and the touches against the sensitive ridges prolonged her orgasm, the pleasure only slowly ebbing. As it did, Sam withdrew her fingers, bringing them up to her own mouth and she licked them clean with relish. The taste was sweeter and less musky than that of a human woman, and she grinned, loving how much of it she had coaxed out of the asari.
Before she could get too pleased with herself though, Liara spun around, grabbing her head and kissing her hard, enjoying the taste of herself on the human's lips. Behind her, Liara could hear a growl of wanting escape Shepard, and she turned back to her wife. "Soon, love. You're so patient. I just want to return the favor."
Sam trembled at the thought and when she heard Shepard reply hoarsely, "Fine. But don't take too long," she gasped with anticipation.
Liara dropped to her knees and started placing kisses along the inside of Sam's thighs. The scent of the specialist's arousal was thick in her nostrils and for Melanie's benefit she added, "Don't worry. I don't think Sam will need very much now will you?"
A chocked "No," made it past the specialist's lips as Liara made her way to Sam's soaked outer folds. The asari parted them with her fingers, exposing the swollen, throbbing clit between them. She ran her tongue over it lightly, and Sam practically exploded at even that simple touch. The brief stimulation she'd had earlier combined with the feeling of the gorgeous asari coming undone around her fingers had left her dripping wet and now she badly craved the promised climax.
"Please," the specialist begged, "I need…"
"I know," Liara replied affectionately, pressing down harder with her second stroke, running her tongue up the shaft of Sam's clit before placing a kiss on the head. "I want to feel you come for me." She steadied her strokes, drawing long trails over Sam's bud while her hands massaged her soft thighs and ass. With each movement of her tongue, Sam would let out a high cry, and just the sounds she was drawing out were already making Liara hot again.
Trembling on the edge, Sam looked down and what she saw was her undoing. Liara kneeling in front of her, her tongue playing along her clit, her bright, sapphire eyes looking up at the specialist, was too much and she came hard, a bolt of lightning running through her body as frantic fingers gripped her new lover's head. Liara took her time with Sam's pleasure, only gradually slowing her strokes, letting her ride out her climax until her shudders ceased.
Licking her lips clean, Liara stood, draping an affectionate arm around the specialist. "Christ, Liara," Sam managed. "That was bloody…"
Liara cut her off with a long kiss before turning to look at Melanie. In spite of her bondmate's iron mental discipline, the archeologist's practiced eye could read desperate desire clearly in her blue eyes. "Oh, Shepard," she breathed, her gratitude at having such a wonderful wife filling her words, "You've been so good to me, waiting like that." Her voiced lowered to a sultry whisper, "And I think it merits a very special reward."