Book 3, Chapter 17 - The Cure
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"Liara." I must have entered the room quietly as I felt guilty making her jump with fright. I made sure I smiled when she turned towards me. "My apologies, thought you would have heard the door."
"Sorry, Shepard, I'm just busy as always. What do you need?"
"I've just had a very interesting conversation with the salarian councillor. I want absolutely anything you can get on Udina. I don't care what it is, how inconsequential or insignificant the detail might be. Gianna, I'm going to need your eye on something like this."
"What's going on?" she asked.
"Valern thinks Udina is dirty. Now, I'm sure it's obvious my opinion of a certain salarian is rather low, but I'm not going to let that cloud my judgement of others. Our conversation was frosty, but he extended an olive branch, which I chose to accept."
"So we're definitely going to the Citadel?"
"We'll be there in a couple of days. I've told Joker to take his time as I wanted to give you two time to complete at least a preliminary investigation. I want to nail the fucker."
"I thought you were getting on with him?" Liara wondered.
"Barely heard a peep from him since we left for Menae. Apparently he's been funnelling funds. To whom? Not even the salarians can figure it out. Hope the Shadow Broker might be able to help out regarding that."
"Leave it to me, Shepard. Gianna and I will have a report ready for you by the time we arrive."
"No pressure then, Liara," Gianna said with humour.
Despite what might have been considered bad news, I found my mood improved. I'd despised Udina since the day I'd met him. The chance to bring the fucker down? I was going to leap at it and make sure he went down in flames. My mind was immediately whirring at the possibilities. What made me even more convinced that he was up to something was a message from Ashley. She was messaging me more often nowadays, having been released from hospital during our time on Tuchanka, but was still stuck on the Citadel, no doubt hoping to come back to the ship.
According to her, Udina had been in to see her a day or two before her release, offering her a position as a Spectre. Now don't get me wrong, I respect the hell out of Commander Williams. She's a terrific soldier. But a Spectre? In the future? Possibly. At this moment?
I messaged Tevos and asked if any Spectres were being inducted. She replied within an hour, answering that, due to the war, no new Spectres would be inducted until the Reapers had been defeated. Not wanting to upset Ashley, I replied to her message, simply stating how proud of her I was, and how much I was missing her.
So Udina was up to something. Definitely something big. I had that bad feeling in the pit of my gut, and I usually relied on my instincts. I liked to think I would good at sniffing out bullshit, and there was just something about all of this that smelled wrong.
I had Miranda bent over the desk, slamming her arse nice and hard, when it came to me. I stopped, buried deep inside her arse, when I exclaimed, "Shit."
She laughed. "I hope not, I keep myself clean just for you, sir."
"Sorry, no. Crap. Damn it. Sorry, I'm distracted."
"Then finish up then tell me what's on your mind, Shepard." She used my name when we were talking business. It made things easier for both of us. Sir when having fun, Shepard when being professional. Might seem weird and backwards, but it worked for us.
I cleared my mind, grabbing her hair and really giving it to her like usual. Managed to keep the thought in the back of my mind as I came inside her. Leaning forward to rest on my forearms, I felt her squeeze my cock, both of us chuckling, as I kissed her cheek. "Cerberus," I whispered, "It's got to be them."
She knew what I was talking about immediately. "Udina." I nodded as I pulled back, taking her to the couch, where I sat down as she straddled my lap, cock straight back in her arse, watching her face light up, as she slowly rode me. "Makes sense," she whispered, "If he's funnelling money, they're the sort of organisation who could keep it well hidden. All sorts of shell companies."
I took a nipple in my mouth and gently bit it for a moment, taking her other nipple and doing the same thing. "But to what end?" I finally asked.
"Help for Earth. But why Cerberus? They're clearly not helping." She pushed me back against the back of the couch, leaning forward to kiss me, her breasts pressing into my chest. "But the Illusive Man would love that sort of influence on the Council."
Running my hands down her back to her arse, she started to ride me faster, desperate to cum herself. "I know the fucker is dirty. I'm going to destroy him. Tear him down, piece by fucking piece."
"Is it wrong that the idea is a turn on?"
"I figured since you're riding me nice and fast."
"Oh, I just want to cum with your cock in my arse, sir."
"Well, you're going to be riding me a little longer yet."
"You think I'm going to complain, sir? I get to cum more often before you do again."
Kelly walked in around an hour later, Miranda and I back at our desks, looking busy. She stopped and sniffed the air, then looked at Miranda. "You've had anal!"
"How the hell..." Miranda started to ask.
"It's a distinctive scent, aware of the lube you use. Not unpleasant, otherwise no-one would do it, but the look on your face, Miranda, suggests you've had your arse properly fucked."
"I did." She rolled her chair back. "Haven't even bothered with a skirt as his cum would just leak out of me all over it anyway."
"Have something for me, Kelly?" I asked, giving her a smile, "Or just popped in to say hello?"
"If I said the second thing?"
I rolled my chair back and she quickly ended up sat sideways on my lap, cuddling against my chest. "You two are just too damned cute at times, and that's the only time I'm left wondering..."
"Stop it," Kelly said sweetly, "Frankly, we're all in a relationship together. We all fuck each other, and it's not only about that, and you know it."
Miranda gave that thought and laughed. "Actually, you're not wrong."