... Obediently they approached the naked blue women as they desperately pawed at their own bodies, their own biotic implants feeding their desires as Sovereign clawed at their minds, tearing away their resistance. The krogan grabbed hold of the naked blue women, spinning and twisting them into perverse poses before plunging deeply into them, no hole left unfilled as they sated their own perverse desires with the nimble and eager whores.
In the middle of it all Benezia lay on the strangely warm deck, her mouth suckling urgently on her lover’s teat and her hips bobbing rhythmically as she fucked herself against her fingers. Part of her mind screamed that this was all wrong, that something deeply sinister was happening to her and that the voices whispering in her mind were a far greater threat than Saren ever could be, even with his armies and fleets. It was too late for her now though, the Matriarch was too far gone to listen and as she lost control of her body her soul began to slip away.
When a set of scaled paws grasped at her waist, lifting her hips up and off her soaked fingers the Matriarch fought against them, almost pulling away from her succulent feast until she felt the swollen glands bump against her excited clit. The sensation rippled through her body, every implant pulsing in sympathy to the erotic rush; pu...