Mass Effect - A Hero Rises Ch. 41

"He told me they kidnapped your baby sister when you escaped. They said I could help get her back peacefully. I didn't believe them. Not until you told me that you had actually done it."

"Yet you never even asked me why? I could have explained it all. Why it was all necessary. Why she is better off where she is. She is with a family who love and protect her, rather than with... him."

"You call me your friend, Miri. Yet you kept the fact you took your sister a secret from me for years. Then I find out from your father, of all people, that you work for Cerberus. Yet you still stand there and call me your friend, Miri? Really?"

"How much has her father paid you?" Jack asked.

"Enough to live comfortably for the rest of my life."

"I trusted you," Miranda stated quietly.

"That's why he bought me," Niket stated.

"Miranda?" Shepard asked, glancing his way for the briefest moment, "We need a new plan. Too many people may know about all of this."

"Who knows about Oriana?" Miranda asked Niket.

"Only me."

"Then you're the only loose end." She raised her gun, finger on the trigger, and pulled without hesitation. The betrayal was too much. He would not be allowed to live for it.

As she pulled the trigger, Shepard charged straight at the asari, knocking her backwards, sending her arse over head as gunfire erupted again. But there were few people around, so they could fire almost indiscriminately, and the few Eclipse that were left posed no challenge. Shepard seemed to relish in eliminating another mercenary commander.

When the bodies of the enemy lay dead, she approached that of Niket, taking note of the single hole in his forehead. Vacant eyes looked back at her. There was surprise on his face, the same surprise at her appearance. No doubt he had thought he'd get away with it, or that she'd never shoot him for it. But betrayal of that kind would always be paid for in blood.

Shepard found a datapad, stating where the family were. Heading up another couple of levels, she was surprised the firefight didn't attract more attention, and through the crowd, she saw Oriana and her family waiting to depart. She watched from a distance and couldn't help sigh, knowing she was safe once again.

"Go talk to her," Shepard suggested, "Let her know she has a big sister out there who is looking after her."

"No. It's best she doesn't know I exist. I'll just complicate things. She's safe, Shepard. That's all that matters."

"Look, she might be safe now, Miranda, but do you know how excited she's going to be to know that she has a sister working alongside the 'great Commander Shepard'."

"Does that mean you want to meet her?"

"How old is she?"

She looked at him then gave him a gentle shove. "Behave, Shepard."

"Are you going to talk to her? Otherwise I will get cruder."

She sighed. "Fine. I'll go talk to her."

She leaned over, kissed his cheek and whispered a thank you, before she strode towards her confidently, though inside, she felt nothing but butterflies. She'd watched her grow up from a distance, but they'd never made contact before. She was perhaps old enough to understand at least the basics. Regarding their father, that would have to come later.

Mother, father, and Oriana looked her way as she came to a stop. "Are you our contact?" the mother asked.

"Sort of. I'm the one who has helped your next move."

"Who are you?" Oriana asked.

Miranda looked at her sister and could see the resemblance. No doubt Oriana saw it in return, and was immediately putting two and two together. Oriana was smart. Far smarter than herself. "My name is Miranda. And..." She paused to take a deep breath, "I'm your sister."

Oriana took all of three seconds to process the new information before hugging her tightly. Surprised at first, she closed the embrace straight away, immediately feeling the moisture in her eyes, so she closed them, though that didn't stop the tears sliding down her cheek.

"I have a big sister," Oriana whispered.

Kissing the top of her head, she leaned back slightly, Oriana slightly blurred, though she didn't feel silly because of it. "You do. But, please, don't ask any questions. Now isn't the time. What matters is that you're safe." She let her go, taking a moment to dry her eyes, before looking between the three of them. "Everything is organised. New house. New jobs. New school. New everything. I apologise if this has caused you problems, but your safety is paramount in all of this."

"We understand, of course. Thank you," the father stated.

She hugged Oriana again. "Just know that you have a big sister out there who will do anything to keep you safe. Okay?"

"Okay," Oriana whispered.

"You should go. Your transport is ready. There are things I need to do."

"What are you doing?"

She let her go and stood next to her, gesturing in the distance. "See the man over there, in the black armour?"

"Yeah." She paused before adding, "Wow. He's hot! Who is it?"

"Commander Shepard."

"Oh my god! You're working with Commander Shepard?! I'd heard stories..."

"Don't believe everything you read, but yes, I'm working with him now. But really, I can't say anything more."

She walked them to the nearby transport that would take them off to their new home. She shared a handshake with the father, a short hug with the mother, and then a longer embrace with Oriana. "Will you stay in contact?"

"Yes. From now on, I will, but we'll have to play it safe."

"Okay." She let her go and turned just before stepping onto the ship. "Bye, Miranda. Nice to finally meet you. Guess I have a guardian angel after all."

Miranda simply waved as the door to the ship closed and it took off now more than a couple of minutes later. Turning around, she began the walk towards Shepard and the others but, halfway there, she took a deep shuddering breath and couldn't help the sobs that took over her body. They were sobs of happiness, soon feeling the arms of someone else almost have to pick her off the ground, feeling those arms wrap around her as she buried her head into his chest, feeling his hand gently caress the back of her head.

She'd never felt such emotions before, always keep them buried deep inside. Now she had a sister who knew she existed. She had a family. And she would now do anything to ensure that family was kept safe.

*****

I didn't like the idea of leaving Illium without seeing Shiala and Gianna, but it was only ever meant to be a short stop. Two reasons. Once, I hadn't planned on visiting Illium again, so dealing with Miranda's issue was only ever going to take a couple of hours. Two, I'd recently had a meeting with the Illusive Man. He didn't have any details on the Reaper IFF yet, but did task me with another job, to which the Normandy was heading now.

Events on Illium played out as I thought, though it was nice seeing a softer side to Miranda. I'd never seen her cry before, but it seemed the outpouring of emotion had done her some good. Returning to the ship, I ordered its immediate departure, heading straight to our next destination. A planet by the name of Aite.

But that was for later. After returning to the ship, Miranda thanked everyone for their help before most returned to their headquarters. I first dumped armour and weapons in the armoury before checking for any new messages, pleased to see the Illusive Man had at least provided some detail of Aite and what we might find. It was sparse at best but I was sure we'd learn more on the ground.

After dinner, I headed into the bar, grabbed a bottle, and headed towards Miranda's room. Walking in, she was comfortable on the lounge, watching us travel through space, though she glanced my way and smiled when seeing me walk in with a bottle and two glasses. "What have you brought me?"

"A toast to a job well done, so I was thinking some good scotch."

"Ah, a man after my own heart, Shepard." I took a seat next to her, pouring us a good snifter each, before we clinked glasses. "Always nice when a mission ends on a positive note."

She took a sip of her drink, then leaned over and kissed me, quite unexpectedly I might add. I certainly hadn't planned anything. She leaned back a moment before leaning forward to kiss me again. At least I expected it that time, so I could react in a better way. When she leaned back again, I asked, "So I'm guessing we're not drinking?"

"No, we're not."

"You know, I didn't help because..."

"Shepard, I'm in a really good mood, no, I'm in a fantastic mood right now. And what I really want to do is fuck the guy who helped me save my sister. You're not seriously..." I kissed her hard to assure her I wasn't going to say no. Pulling back, she did say, "Are you interested in something else though?"

"Oh, what?"

"Well, there was someone else who helped me who..."

I sat back for a moment and couldn't help chuckle. "You're serious?"

"That weird you out?"

"No, of course not. It's just unexpected. But if you're serious..."

"I think we've agreed this is all just for fun, Shepard, so why not add a little more?"

"By all means."

Miranda smiled, kissed me again, then made her request to EDI. I'm sure there was a short conversation, as ten minutes later, Jacob walked into the room to find Miranda already down to her bra and panties as we made out. Miranda stopped for long enough to lock the door and beckon him over. Jacob looked a little confused before he grinned. "Ah, I see what's going on here. Miss Lawson has ideas. Is that the case, Shepard?"

"I'm guessing she does, Jacob. You fine with it?"

"Sure. You?"

"This isn't my first rodeo. Shit, some of the stories I could tell you."

Miranda gently pushed me back as she stood up, looking like the goddess she was in just her black bra, black panties, and heels. "Strip, both of you."

Jacob and I shared a glance, shrugged, and proceeded to get undressed. If she thought the idea of me being nude in front of another guy was going to put me off, she was underestimating me. One of the things you get used to first in the service is seeing men and women naked and, most of the time, it simply isn't sexy. It's just... nudity. Jacob has no qualms either, and soon we were both standing in front of Miranda. I was already rock hard, considering we'd been making out with a little hand action, while Jacob would no doubt rise to the occasion in time.

What surprised me is Miranda stood between us, then got down onto her knees, moving her head in my direction, so I moved my cock for her and she soon started to blow me, while stroking Jacob, and he was hard rather quickly. Jacob and I shared another glance and chuckled. "Honestly, I didn't come in here expecting this. I brought a bottle of scotch..."

Miranda stopped for a moment. "Are you seriously complaining?"

I looked down. "No, I'm not. Now keep blowing me."

She smiled. "Oh, I like it when you give me orders like that, Shepard."

Jacob chuckled again as Miranda was soon trying to swallow my entire length, though she was soon giving Jacob some attention at the same time. If you want to know about Jacob, he was what you would expect from someone who'd served in the military. Muscular. Quite a few scars. Tattoos that reflected regiments he may have served in. No chest hair to speak of. And an impressive member between his legs.

I wasn't sure if Miranda wanted to get us both off or not, but I didn't leave the decision to her, as after she'd spent some time pleasing us both, I picked her up and carried her to bed, putting her on all fours, Jacob getting on his knees in front of her, as I got behind her and pleasured her with my mouth in return. Within a few minutes, Jacob was joking that she could barely concentrate on blowing him, so I relented enough and he was soon making noises I recognised, praising Miranda for her talents, before he finally came in her mouth.

When she was satisfied, I continued eating her out, and it didn't take long to bring her to orgasm, giving that arse of hers a good squeeze or a gentle slap along the way. Once she'd calmed down, all she did was spin around and resume blowing me. Jacob was going to return the favour until Miranda turned back and simply said, "Top drawer."

As Miranda blew me, Jacob opened the drawer and pulled out a bottle of lube. His eyes did widen slightly as he said, "So I'm guessing we're doing that then."

"Later. First, just get me good and ready."

So as I was blown, Jacob seemed to rather enjoy pouring lube on her arse, covering each cheek in it, really giving them a good squeeze, before she started to slide a finger into her arse first, though he quickly realised she could take a couple more rather quickly. When he had three in her, that made her stop and moan, and he quickly realised she wouldn't be able to concentrate much, so relented for long enough that she could blow me to completion as well.

After she'd swallowed my load, she looked up and smiled as I simply ran my fingers though her hair, glancing to see Jacob was now reapplying three fingers. "Well, consider me impressed, Miss Lawson," I said.

"Soon as Jacob agreed to a possible liaison, I figured why not both of you at the same time."

"Who gets the pleasure of your arse?"

"Oh, both of you as I've prepared for this, but I want you last, Shepard."

I needed a few minutes to recover from her blowjob, so Miranda moved as Jacob and I kneeled behind her, his fingers in her arse, mine in her pussy. We laughed and joked as Miranda squealed and moaned at what we were doing. We were certainly not rough or anything, trying to keep her as excited as possible. Too much, in fact, as she eventually had another orgasm, causing Jacob and I to share a glance. "Well, I think we might be wearing her out tonight," I said.

"She'll wear us out too, Shepard."

"Probably, but it'll be good fun."

Getting rock hard again wasn't a problem, and I was soon on my back, Miranda straddling my body, rubbing her pussy along my shaft to tease me, before she finally lifted herself up and pretty much slid down my cock rather quickly, burying it inside her. Leaning forward, she kissed me before enjoying just me for a couple of minutes. Really enjoying me, in all honesty, before she finally glanced back. "Okay, Jacob, just take it easy to begin with."

I couldn't exactly see, but I watched her face as Jacob slid his cock into her arse. There was definite discomfort to begin with, perhaps a slight crease of pain, but once she was used to it, her face lit up with enjoyment. Then it was simply establishing a rhythm that worked for the three of us. With Jacob in the way, I couldn't bend my legs in the usual way, though he seemed to sense that, positioning himself in a way that he was really driving his cock into her arse, which she loved. That allowed me to really start fucking her at the same time, which she also loved.

"Fuck me, both of you," she cried.

We made her cum again rather quickly, collapsing onto my chest though demanding neither of us stop until we cum inside her. Jacob and I could at least share a glance, shrug, and kept on fucking her. I'm sure we made her cum at least twice more before Jacob couldn't hold back any longer, really burying himself again and again as he came. She squealed out, not from pain, actually laughing as he fell forward, holding himself up just enough to stop squashing us. She leaned back and kissed his cheek. "Your cock feels great in my arse, Jacob. It's been a long time," she whispered.

"Sure has. Last time, it was only us two though. No offence, Shepard."

"Well, you get my pussy next. Missed it?"

"I won't lie and say I don't regret it ending, Miranda."

"Geez, if you two need some space," I joked.

Both looked at me and smiled. Jacob pulled out, leaving me alone with Miranda. Leaning forward on her forearms, she gave me a hard kiss, then demanded I fuck her hard. What the lady wants, the lady got. There was a reason, of course, as I lasted all of five minutes before leaving a load inside her as well. That pleased her as she gave me another kiss before rolling off, arms and legs splayed as she giggled to herself. Jacob flopped onto the bed beside her.

"Well, quite the night so far," I said.

"Can you take much more, Miranda?" Jacob wondered.

"Jacob, Shepard is fucking my arse. Neither of you are leaving until that is done. And I know you want this pussy too, Jacob."

"Well, you're not wrong there, I guess."

She scoffed. "You guess..."

Miranda suggested I look in the other chest of drawers next to the bed, taking out some cloths and bacterial wipes. If you think sex isn't messy, think again. Thankfully, she must have prepared herself beforehand, so the act of anal itself was clean, but if Jacob wasn't going to fuck her next, he needed to ensure he was clean, plus Miranda needed a bit of a clean-up too, as she was leaking cum from both holes.

Grabbing the bottle of scotch, I poured us all a glass as we sat back, sipping, and chatting about nothing in particular before I had to ask, "So when were you two fucking?"

"When you were a meat bag, Shepard," Jacob replied, "Miranda needed stress relief. So did I. She's obviously attractive. I was someone without baggage and had a dick. We satisfied the needs of the other."

"Wow, you make it sound so... clinical."

"It wasn't romance, Shepard," Miranda stated with a chuckle, "You should know that you can have sex just for the enjoyment of sex."

"True. Why did you end it though?"

"Cerberus are not exactly keen on their operatives being physically intimate. Dedication to the cause above all. And, we both knew there was a chance of us being distracted. And if the Illusive Man found out..."

"Which he probably did, Miranda," Jacob stated, "Nothing went on without his knowledge."

"Explain Wilson," Miranda retorted.

"Shit, I wouldn't be surprised if he left Wilson there as a first test for Shepard."

Miranda met my eyes and I shrugged before stating, "Sounds plausible, knowing the man as I do now. He seems confident I'm not going to just up and die on him."

Finishing our drinks, Miranda immediately kissed me, quickly moving down my body to take my cock in her mouth once again. This was simply to get the mood back, and though I was half-erect, it didn't take long to get me up again. She rolled over, returning the favour to Jacob, as I ran my hands down her back and over her butt, Miranda spreading her legs so I could begin to fondle her pussy again. She was soon moaning as she sucked on Jacob, and he handed me the bottle of lube so I could get her and myself ready. No delaying this time, straight into it.

Once she was happy, Jacob positioned himself and Miranda slid down his cock, letting them fuck for a couple of minutes before I joined in. Once I had my cock nice and lubed up, Miranda stopped moving so I could slide into her arse. She was rather accommodating, no doubt helped by the fact Jacob had been there earlier, though she still gasped when the head of my cock slid in, and I took my time giving her my entire length. But once I was buried, she simply asked we both fuck her.

Jacob and I needed to establish a working rhythm again, and once we did, we had Miranda moaning and squealing once again. I was trying not to pound her arse too hard, but I was enjoying the sounds being made whenever my skin slapped against hers, giving each cheek a hearty slap every so often as well. Leaning forward, I changed the angle which made her moan loudly.

"Fuck me, Shepard."

"Time to bring it home, Jacob."

Miranda Lawson was fucked hard for the next few minutes. Her orgasm, when it arrived, must have been mind-blowing. We actually had to stop as I fear she'd actually passed out. She hadn't, she just needed a few moments to recover. Resting low, just off Jacob, she insisted we continue until we both came again, and to keep doing what we'd been doing. I could meet Jacob's eyes. All I did was shrug, as did he, and we continued to pound her.