Be a man

Miranda may pretend to be an ice queen. But she dresses in a skintight one piece black and white jumpsuit; With an ass that you bounce a whole roll of quarters off and large, perky breasts practically popping out of it. Her long dark hair falls loosely to her shoulders, crystal blue eyes and gorgeous features make her the envy of models, starlets and princesses. You groan thinking about her sexy accent and deliberately provocative swagger she takes.

You will have her now damn it!

You burst into her quarters, pulling off you shirt as you go.

"Shepard what do you think you are doing?" Lawson stares daggers at you. Questioning your decisions as always. Usually you find it hot and this is no exception, but you find you don't want to listen to her anymore.

You've got something that will shut that mouth of hers. You pull out you thick, heavy cock and wave it in her face.

"Suck it." You glare down at her.

To her credit, Miranda seems nonplussed. "No."

"I said suck it, bitch." You growl.

"And I said nawwwl-" Her response is cut short by your dick shooting into her mouth. Ladies shouldn't speak with a full mouth. Your shaft is so hard and thick it stretches her mouth just to cover it. She can't even bite down.

She tries to pull back, but your hands grip he back of her head and your **** the shaft deeper. She gets an arm up between you and pushes, but with your superior strength you **** your dick another inch deeper, and another inch after that, until the tip touches the back of her throat.

Miranda gags and for a moment looses control of her muscles. You pounce, forcing the rest of your meaty shaft down her throat in an instant. You rest for a moment with your ballsack on her chin while she flails helplessly around you. It feels amazing.

You notice an odd hum and see that a blue field has covered Miranda's skin. Her Biotics! What will she do- Is your last coherent thought.

Miranda blasts you across the room to slam into the wall with bone crushing ****. You just barely manage to take the hit on your shoulders and spare your head. Five broken ribs and a pulverized shoulder are your reward. But it doesn't matter because she isn't finished.

The blue fields have enveloped you too now, and Miranda rockets you into the ceiling. Your head connects and skull shatters. It doesn't matter that she crushes you against the ground right after. Life is already fading from your body. But you still hear the words, "I said no." before you die.

In retrospect, perhaps treating her with a bit of courtesy or at least caution would have been prudent.