No Control

Author Note: Hope you enjoy. There's a backstory to this but I haven't posted it yet. Let me know if you want it. Oh yes, R&R helps me know if I'm doing something right, or something wrong. ^^ Hope you like it.

She felt his claws curl around her waist, hardened scales digging into her skin. Wrex was careful not to tear her flesh, though his claws still pricked a few places uncomfortably. That was good; Krogan females may have hardier skin, but when a male and a female mated, a male would make sure she wouldn’t go anywhere by pinning her with his claws. Shepard was getting the same treatment; his claws wouldn’t let her go much of anywhere if she desired to. It was a natural impulse- if females squirmed too much, impregnation could be difficult.

And females typically did try to move near the end of a coupling.

Wrex growled a little, positioning himself and sometimes sliding his aching cock against her lips. He liked the little whimpering noises she sometimes made- Krogan females mostly groaned and growled, but apparently human females weren’t like that. At least not Shepard. He was getting used to her size really, because she didn’t have the bulk and build of his species of female. The movement sometimes frustrated him; and she would try to move and upset the whole ordeal by causing his cock to slide against her again. He was almost coated with her wetness, and the smell of it was driving him insane.

Finally, he dug his claws in to make sure she didn’t move, just barely managing not to draw any blood, but warning her enough against trying to help him. He felt her shudder and whimper again, but he said nothing. His eyes flashed with aggravation…he was more than ready to give her something else to cry about, but instead he was just coated with her sex, his cock was aching and his balls were hanging low, but with nothing to fuck.

He moved again, and this time, he found the right position. He heard her gasp a little as the tip of his cock pressed against her entrance. He felt his loins catch fire, more than eager as he found her. She was wet and more than ready, and his blood was racing at the thought.

“You’re mine, Shepard.”

His claws dug in a little more, enough to be a slight pain, forcing her back as he thrust forward. An animalistic growl ripped from his throat and he bared his teeth a little, his eyes flashing with a mixture of triumph and volatile sexual impulses. She cried out from the sudden intrusion, her walls stretching to accommodate his girth and size. She wasn’t a virgin but he still caused her twinges of pain. As he held onto her waist, he moved closer to her, burying his cock in to the base of his balls. He could feel her trembling and gasping beneath him, accommodating to the changes slowly. All the while he pinned her with his claws, refusing her the right to move.

In fact, he cast a quick glance around the room, lowly growling in his throat while she began to recover. It was an impulse; a way to make sure that anything and everything in the area knew that this was his. In fact, the signals he was throwing off now would make Krogan Warlords hesitate before trying to steal this female from him. It was an animalistic reaction, purely primal, but very effective.

Shepard felt…different. For one thing, Wrex was huge, and filled every part of her. He was thicker than humans with his girth, and that made pleasurable feelings surge to the surface instantly as he stretched her walls and touched her in ways that no other human could. It felt deliciously right, though she swallowed back the truth of what was happening. A part of her still clung to the rationality that this-should-not-be-happening. But she’d be lying if she said she hated that possessive snarl that ripped from his throat as he glanced around the room. She’d by lying if she said that the pain hadn’t gone away and she didn’t want him to keep going. She’d be lying if she said she didn’t like the feel of his huge testicles against her legs and rear.

She’d just be flat out lying if she said she didn’t like it.

“Wr-ah!”

Whatever she’d been about to say, whether it would have been a final submission to this act, or whether it would have been another protest, didn’t matter. He moved, pulling out of her channel until only the tip of his cock was still in. And then he rammed back into her, grunting as his balls banged against legs.

Shepard had no choice but to fist the blankets of the bed as he repeated the process, again and again. He held her to him whenever he pumped back in all the way, helping her to keep her balance against his body’s own inertia. Each time he came back she trembled and cried out again in pleasure.

The process was slow; Wrex took his time dragging his cock, soaked with her juices, out of her body before jutting back in with enough ferocity to make her cry out. He enjoyed the extreme pleasure coursing through his body, especially his groin. Each time she made a sound, his eyes flashed and he repeated the act, just to hear it again. He maintained his steady pace however, never quite going much faster. There was a reason behind it of course, the last bit of “logic” that was keeping him from pounding into her body without a second thought.

At least they both enjoyed the slowness; his balls gained a familiar aching sensation and her walls clenched around his cock as if to keep him. His claws dug into her whenever he pressed forward again, to keep her from slipping away under the force of his thrusts. Every second that passed between them, his senses became more aware of Shepard below.

His blood went hot and his cock started to thrust harder whenever he pulled back out, his nose picking up the smell of her sex over his body. He recognized that her reactions to his penetrations no longer even hinted at pain. And when she began to forget that his claws were digging into her skin, her body instinctively trying to worm its way back to him, he knew she was ready. Her own juices had lubricated her enough..when the time came that he would release, she’d be ready for it.

“I’m not pulling out, Shepard,” he growled, voice dangerously low.

That was the only warning she got. She couldn’t even get two words out as he pumped her again. But this time, the rhythm changed entirely. He didn’t wait a few minutes and then thrust back. He instantly thrust back in and repeated the motion. Her mind reeled and she gasped as he started to bang into her. He barely gave her time to think. He controlled every gyration in their coupling, every action, thanks to his claws occasionally digging in, pulling her back to him and releasing her so that she could move away a bit as he thrust out.

Her breasts bounced under her body as he pounded into her, while her mind started focusing on some of the most trivial things imaginable. She could feel his four testicles beating her skin as he pounded her. She could hear the results of their coupling; occasional splat noises that were created whenever his cock left and thrust back in. She realized she loved the feel of his cold scales against her heated skin. She whimpered whenever he growled or grunted something feral and unknown.

And sometimes he’d bite out, “You’re mine, Shepard,” and she’d experience pleasure beyond belief.

“Wr…ah..ex.”

The Krogan growled, the sound emanating from the back of his throat. His eyes narrowed a bit and he increased the pace, moving from serious heavy petting to fucking in a matter of seconds. His balls itched in a sense, and he growled as he started to release pre-cum into her body. The hot spurts of liquid came fast around her vaginal walls, adding further pleasure to the feelings arising in her lower body. Now, with the smell of his sex in her, he became more serious in his motions.

He was more than a little proud as she began to duck her head, closing her eyes in ecstasy. He would watch her and observe her reactions as he slid his cock in and out at a furious pace. He liked the way her breasts moved with his actions and the way her body shook. He liked the way she clenched the blankets and sheets between her fingers, her knuckles turning white. He liked the way she whimpered every few seconds, and he liked the way she cried out when he seemed to hit the right spot with a furious thrust in. He loved knowing that, as a male, she was his female, and their mating proved what dominance he had over her.

“Wrex…oh…Wrex…ah!”

Another growl tore from his throat. His balls started to ache with a familiar warning. But he continued to pound her, making her cry out. He wanted to hear his name, again and again move from her lips. He wanted to give her something to really scream and squirm and cry about. And he kept his pace relentless, surprising her with his energy and force.

So much heat…Shepard ducked her head once more and closed her eyes to the building pressure in her lower body. Her release would come soon; she could feel it building as he worked her time and again. Her mind was fuzzy with want and need, and she missed some of the things he said to her. Sometimes she began to count the amount of times his balls hit the back of her legs…

“…ard.”

She cried out and missed it again, for the umpteenth time. But as he continued their pace, he repeated the words, baring his teeth a little proudly at the knowledge that she was losing her mind.

“Say it, Shepard.”

He was relentless. She shuddered and ducking her head, a whine building in her throat. “Hnnnnnnnn.”

“Say. It.”

She could barely think straight. But she tried. “I’m…ah…yours.”

“Damn straight you are,” he snapped instantly, eyes flashing. She was close. Her walls closed around his cock in desperate attempts to keep him still and get him to release. Her muscles almost begged him in a way. And that was more than enough to give his balls a reason to release.

He thrusted deeply into her, his cock moving into her womb and causing her to cry out. His cock jerked, his balls went tight and he snarled again.

“WREX!” She cried out in pure, white-hot ecstasy, her walls pulling him in as deeply as possible. Her mind reeled at the possibility of his sperm flooding her. She wasn’t certain of what to expect from it, and the idea of not knowing made the orgasm all the more pleasurable.

And he was shooting off in her. Hot splats of his sperm coated her cervix, her womb, and began to leak from between her lips. He never released her, nor did he pull out of her, growling and sometimes panting. Finally, he grunted and pressed a little more into her once the initial spurts of cum were out.

Shepard thought she had died and gone to heaven. She had never experienced anything like this before. It was hot and dangerous. Wrong but right. She felt feverish, but in a good way, and as the first waves of her orgasm began to subside, she felt another one coming on.

Wrex felt another release of his own. He growled again, baring his teeth as he dug his claws into her and forced himself in all the way. He felt the change in his prick; the slowly growing bulge near the end of his cock. It grew while he was in her, and stretched her walls even more, but at a slow pace so as not to hurt her. Finally, his balls clenched again and Shepard cried out once more.

This time when he came in her, the sperm, and the collection of their cum together had nowhere to go, except for in. There was no escape, the bulge in his cock near the end not only preventing her movement away from him, but locking whatever he released into her body. This was yet again, Krogan biology at it’s finest. Females sometimes resisted matings, sometimes tried to get away, or sometimes accidentally squirmed during a release. Male Krogan, as their species evolved, developed a sort of plugging system to keep their seed where it belonged- inside the female. Naturally, the growing bulge would produce even more orgasms and cause a female to open up and accept the seed, but it also kept any of that potent sperm from escaping.

Ever.

And now was no different. Wrex treated her no different from any Krogan female. He buried himself deep in her and let loose while he prevented her escape. He was only gentle in the beginning to make sure that his bulge did not inadvertently hurt her too much. And as a human, she had to get used to having a Krogan- he was larger than any human male she’d ever had.

“Don’t move, Shepard.” It was the only thing he said to her, but she didn’t have much of a choice. Moving away during this process actually hurt. That bulge of his continued to grow in her, creating new feelings in her body, but when she moved away from it, tiny spurs on the bulge would dig into her walls. She whimpered and stopped moving.

And then when he came again and snarled, she cried out again as well. His cock jerked and sputtered, his balls tightened and released copious amounts of his sperm deep within her body. Neither of them had any notion of what this could mean to them, though honestly Wrex didn’t care and Shepard’s mind was too far gone to pleasure to wonder about consequences, if there would be any.

Hadn’t the Genophage nearly eliminated that threat anyway? She couldn’t think straight, not even to answer that question. Especially not as his hot cum flooded her womb, her channel, and coated her cervix as her vaginal walls sucked and enclosed around his member.

Her body, apparently, wanted to keep all of what he gave.

They spent more than half an hour like that, locked together, experienced pleasurable spasms and new orgasms. But Wrex eventually snorted, his bulge shrinking, his spurs no longer digging into her skin whenever she tried to move. His balls hung hot and loose away from her body, and his general spurting stopped. He slowly began to pull out of her, shooting off the last of his biological advantages.

A sticky, white substance, almost like sperm, but much more thick, followed his progress out of her body. It was meant to act as a weak kind of glue, to keep a kind of plug around her vaginal walls while his sperm continued their invasion. With his cock fully out of her though, and the plug no longer there, a mixture of his fluids and hers trickled out and down her inner thighs. Wrex growled as he watched her collapse, an impulsive pride sweeping through him. His eyes flashed and his brow furrowed as she closed her eyes and panted for a few minutes.

“Funny,” he growled. “You didn’t fight it nearly as much as our females do.”

Shepard turned her head and glared at him.

“But that was only round one, Shepard.” His eyes flashed. “And I’m not done with you yet.”