A/N: OK. Just a word of warning. This chapter and the next has MASSIVE SMUT (add echo) smut smut smut! No one stated to tone it down, so here we go. Also this chap puts this story WELL into the M category.
This has plot mixed in with said smut. Sorry, no way to mark it without losing the story.
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Kendra sauntered into Trick's basement coming to a halt next to Dyson.
"So you're the presumptuous human that is attempting to strong arm her way into the Fae world uninvited," Evony declared with hands on her hips standing next to Trick.
"I'm not the only human here," Kendra batted back at her with smirk.
Evony gave her a death stare.
Dyson was impress that Kendra knew about Evony but was worried at the same time. Crossing Evony was not a good idea.
"Make no mistake Kendra, my condition is temporary. Apparently Doctor Lauren Lewis didn't read Alice in Wonderland. If you make something that changes you one way, make another that CHANGES you back," Evony replied calmly.
Trick got in between them and put his hands up to calm everyone.
After a couple moments passed to ensure that everyone could hear the blaring silence, he turned to address Kendra, "Captain Shaw, over the years you have worked closely with Dyson to the point where you knew when to refer cases to us rather than us find them, only to make them go away. You have made our lives much easier to live in harmony with human kind. While we are extremely grateful for this, Dyson and I are remised as to why you did that."
Kendra replied factually, "I loved folklore and fairy tales when I was growing up, but when I ran into your kind for real, I was dead set to prove your existence to all. More so when I learned you were on all areas of government and hence had control of what we knew about you. But I stopped when I started working with Dyson. I knew he was a wolf shifter, but with what little information he did tell me, I gathered they you weren't trying to CONTROL us, you were trying your best to coexist. After that I didn't resist. Keeping or holding possibly criminal Fae in our region would be a danger to us. I just wanted them gone."
Dyson just completed, "Kendra and I always talked around Fae logistics but we got to a point where Kendra knew when to refer cases to us automatically and as you know, in exchange for that, we made sure Fae that trespassed into her human regions that broke laws were swiftly dealt with."
Evony then asked Kendra, "Dyson told me about your band of Orcs issue. Our kind will hand it like we did before. We have no boundaries and we can operate in human and Fae regions.
Kendra just quickly added getting agitated, "It's not just that. I KNOW them better than any of you. I can help. I already know a lot about your kind and I can pull my own weight."
Trick just smiled and calmly said, "Kendra. Please. Dyson has done nothing over the years but rave about your prowess in addition to your combat skills. We are impressed but we have a duty to keep you save too. A human without an owner in the Fae world is a huge taboo. Now if you let one of us ..."
"No!" Kendra barked, "I WILL NOT be property! I have worked WITH your kind for so long, I think I get some latitude. As for keeping us safe: I wouldn't be here if you were doing your job!"
Kendra felt bad for just blowing up but it needed to be said.
Evony cocked her head to the side and sang out, "Daring, why so much vitriol towards us? Tisk tisk. It will just make you get more wrinkles."
Evony transitioned to a serious tone, "So why ARE you REALLY here? You don't want to be part of us by going under someone's wing and you want results now, when before our speed was just fabulous."
Dyson knew it that despite the carefree manner Evony exuded, she was always sharp.
Kendra paused and then carefully answered, "I want my husband Eric to come home safely. These Orcs are not only endangering Eric life due to his close proximity to them, but to my entire region. They are more than just a nuisance, I want them out."
Evony just answered coolly, "He signed up for this line for work? Yes?"
Kendra was speechless.
Evony transitioned to a stern decree, "Danger comes with the territory. He knows it and YOU know it CAPTAIN SHAW of the 69th. I still see no reason to accom..."
Kendra snapped and yelled, "I WANT ERIC TO COME HOME TO HIS FAMILY at the end of all of this! I don't was my child to grow up without a father!"
Dyson was confused. Kendra didn't have any kids.
Kendra just continued, "As Fae you back each other up. *I* need to back Eric up NOW more than ever before I go on leave."
Then it hit Dyson. She broke into his decaf blend at his place and that was unlike her.
She was pregnant and was tying up loose ends before she went on maternity leave.
Evony just put on a tight smile and waved off in a frustrated manner, "Humans and their affinity to their progeny! Trick, I am willing to grant temporary admittance to the Fae world, but without even being half Fae, she will be killed on the spot. I support whatever you choose Trick, now if you will excuse me, too much exposure to the light is giving me hives."
Evony turned to address Kendra brushing past her to the exit, "STEP carefully Kendra. Your impressive record in the human districts is a THREAT to every Fae out there. Eric MAY end up burying both YOU and your unborn child. And that ASSUMES Eric is still alive to do so."
This was rough, Dyson brooded. Evony was right. He never took into account the fact that Kendra had an unusually high success rate taking down humans AND Fae. She was normally part of a team when she did so, but she was deadly even by herself.
Trick look down and knew this was not good. He could see Kendra was stubborn just like Bo and that oddly enough, it looked like Dyson had an affinity to her. The SAME affinity he had to Bo when they first met.
Mark passed Evony on the way down and just declared, "Just let her. She's an outsider and if she effs up, you can always chalk it up to her being a human."
Dyson glared at Mark then rolled his eyes.
Trick lightened up the mood and motioned Kendra and Dyson to sit, "Kendra, please sit. If you know Evony the way I do, I think she likes you. Anyway, I have some passion fruit juice mix infused with a touch of ginseng you may like."
Kendra nodded taking a seat next to Dyson.
"Mark? If you will," Trick asked.
Mark didn't say a word but did his best hunch-back imitation going back up the stairs.
Trick sat opposite of them and it felt odd. Dyson and Kendra's distance from each other showed they were friends, but their body language had signs of something else. They were either good friends or more than that. Did Dyson have a favor for human? It couldn't be. He seemed to keep to Fae kind.
Trick just opened up the dialogue to something more light hearted. "I heard Dyson talk about you every now and then..."
"I hope good things?" Kendra nudged Dyson with a coy smile.
"Oh course. Like the time you took down an Ogre with your bare hands. THAT was impressive," Dyson added and chuckled.
"That's funny, you told me it was a muscular guy on PCP," Kendra chuckled.
"Same thing," Dyson smiled broadly.
Kendra laughed stoutly. Dyson and her went way back and she just added, "Yea, it got to the point of absurdity. Dyson would come to put Fae into custody, and he tell me one thing like the guy on PCP and then I reply with my findings as to what type of Fae they where."
Dyson nodded and solemnly stated, "She was right more often than not."
"At least Dyson was nice enough to give me advice on how to more efficiently apprehend and defend against them," Kendra smirked.
Mark came in quickly to drop off the drink.
Kendra said a quick thank you with Mark leaving the room again to tend to the bar.
Dyson loved her laugh and smile. There are just some things which you miss about a person that you never get tired off.
Trick finally asked so address the elephant in the room, "So Kendra, how far are you along?"
"Just under 2 months. I'll be taking a desk job after this and then maternity leave," Kendra informed sparkling. "Eric and I already have a room planned out for the baby. If it's a boy Adam, and if it's a girl, Eva."
Dyson smirked and covered this mouth. He liked the names she came up with since they where her first.
Kendra just nudged Dyson with her shoulder, "Stop they ARE good names. In any case I can still change their name for up to a year without charge."
Kendra took a sip of her drink.
Dyson brought up his hands to show he meant no offense.
After a moment of 2 a silence, Trick finally queried, "Kendra, it seem you know a great deal about us and you are adamant about not being claimed by another. Any particular reason?"
"I've seen humans on the run from their Fae owners through my human area. The abuses they suffer are horrific. I'd say similar to that of human trafficking and abused spouses but worse. I was powerless to do something about it since the Fae that owned them would track and find them. They were usually killed by their owner. The lucky ones I got into Witness Protection," Kendra solemnly stated.
"I'm sorry to hear that. Those are the extremely rare cases rather than the norm," Trick reassured.
Kendra glanced down and bushed her hand though her hair then flicked it over her shoulder and reminisced, "Trick, 4 years ago, I drove as you call a 'human pet' to a safe house. She, Julia, was terrified and on the run from her Troll owner. After staying for a time and securing the area, I assured her she was safe and left. I did turn around a couple miles down the road since I forgot my jacket and when I returned, I found she was beaten to a pulp barely breathing. The troll sprang out a window laughing at me before I could even get off a shot. You know what she said to me with her final breath?"
Tick and Dyson paused and knew Kendra was going to continue regardless.
"It's OK. He can't hurt me anymore."
Dyson did remember that day since he came to calm her down since she was so livid at all of Fae kind. He just never knew the entire story. No wonder Kendra shut him out and stopped talking to him after that day. They barely interacted with each other but was able to somewhat work on a professional level.
Kendra just morosely droned out, "To that troll, he owned her and had every right to take her life like she was nothing more than a thing. He probably thought he was doing this good green earth a 'pest control' service."
Dyson then remembered that the Troll in question, Jake, was, later that year, found dead in an industrial hub via a bullet to the head but that wasn't what killed him. He had lots of enemies but this attack was personal. Jake was tortured into a slow death. Autopsy showed his arms and legs were broken then he was tied up and the attacker made sure to dislocate and break every one of his fingers and toes inflicting as much pain as possible before he died. The case was closed due to lack of evidence but the blame was put squarely on a rival family who denied any involvement. Jake was murdered in an industrial area known well by Fae as being tightly controlled by that family but oddly enough everyone under scrutiny had an air tight alibi.
Trick cleared his throat and then clarified, "Kendra, the reason why we ask that you be taken under one of our wings is to PROTECT you, NOT to be our possession."
Dyson mentioned, "Evony is correct. You are a threat to Fae kind because you have proven you can take them down when they trespass into your area."
"To be fair, if there were any Fae out there I'd be aligned to, it would be you Dyson. However, as much as I respect you Dyson, I still have to say no. It's a matter of principle," Kendra relayed standing up.
"As the Ash of the Light Fae and Blood King, I ask that you let me work with Dyson on this case. The sooner I close it out, the faster I can go back home," Kendra concluded.
Trick stood up as well and stated, "Kendra, once you are exposed to the Fae world, you'll get stuck in it. You may not be able to return to a normal human life."
"I must, for my family," Kendra concluded walking away, "I'll be outside getting some fresh air."
They watched her leave and Trick finally deadpanned to Dyson, "Send her home. She's not in the right state of mind to be toying with the Fae world. It's for her own good."
Dyson just nodded and got up to leave.
Trick then asked to his back, "Do you care about her?"
"That is none of your concern," Dyson looked back and smirked.
"Do what 's right... for all of us," Trick concluded and walked away.
Dyson left more confused than ever.
Kendra got some sideways glances pacing outside the Dal. Her thoughts however were front and center.
Was it wise for her to adamantly draw a line in the sand and refuse to be Dyson's possession?
Did the memory of Julia scar her that badly?
Eric could get killed by these Orcs who almost killed him last time. Was she carrying out a personal vendetta?
Finally, the biggest one: How far and to what lengths would she go to put these miscreant Orcs behind bars or kill them?
It was then she realized that Dyson walked outside to meet her. He had that smile that told Kendra everything she needed to know. Dyson had bad news. Trick must have told him to send her home, Kendra brooded but what to do about it?
AGAIN. How far would she go and use Dyson's hormones against him? If she went any farther, she would definitely cross the line of being 100 percent faithful to Eric.
Dyson stopped and observed Kendra just pacing outside. She was so deep in thought she didn't detect him. He knew that look. She was plotting her next move or moves. Kendra, unlike others was calculated when she had to be. Even with a slight scowl, she was still pretty.
It was noon and Dyson knew what he had to do. Send her back and keep his distance.
Dyson walked up to her and she perked up. "Hey, let's grab some lunch," Dyson offered.
"Sure thing partner," Kendra smirked and followed him to his car. Kendra knew that if Dyson told her the news, he would stand firm, but what if she convinced him otherwise before he could?
She needed to 'engage' Dyson before they got to the restaurant. Come to think of it, Kendra glanced around the nearly deserted parking lot. NOW was the best time.
Before she rounded to the other side of the tall SUV, Kendra just told Dyson, "Hey Dyson, lemme take the back for a sec. I need to adjust my gear."
"Sure," Dyson mentioned getting into the driver's seat. He dreaded how he was going to break it to his friend but before he could, he observed that Kendra took off her body armor and was unbuttoning her uniform shirt from the rear view mirror.
Kendra knew he was watching and made it look natural.
Dyson could tell that Kendra's body wasn't showcased as much since she had a slightly more pale color around her torso. Her half cup bra showed lots of cleavage and before he knew it Kendra had unsnapped it.
Dyson couldn't tear his eyes away from the rear view mirror. It wasn't about Kendra's hidden assets now in plain view, but her well toned torso which did exhibit some signs of scarring from all the fights she had been in especially with Fae. The whole package made her to die for and Eric was really lucky.
Kendra feigned to pay no attention to the mirror, and just kept undressing. She was kind of shy about her body since Eric was the only one allowed to see it. She felt a tinge of guilt but proceeded to unsnap her gun belt and unzipped her tactical cargo pants.
Dyson was so close to drooling and his wolf was already at attention but the sound of Kendra's zipper being undone made it twitch in anticipation.
Kendra removed her boots and swiftly pulled off her pants and underwear at the same time and in her nude revere, looked at the mirror and busted Dyson spying on her.
Dyson darted his glace away quickly but Kendra chuckled and hopped over to the front passenger seat like a paratrooper. She prowled seductively into position with her back against the passenger door to face him. Her legs inched their way over to rest on the top of his lap.
Dyson went slack jaw. This couldn't be the Kendra he knew. Kendra was always conservative but THIS move was a succubus type move.
Kendra just held a relaxed pose on full display for her best friend.
Dyson was the first to speak up lifting a brow, "Kendra? What are you doing?"
"Nothing. I'm just wanted to say thanks for having my back," Kendra mentioned nonchalantly paying no heed to the fact that she could be seen by people passing by. At the same time however, she needed Dyson's defenses down.
Kendra's free foot stroked Dyson's rock hard wolf through his pants.
"Kendra we can't," Dyson resisted with all his might but his body was saying something else entirely.
Kendra just prowled over and kissed him on the cheek and before she knew it, they were captured into a deep kiss with one another. It then dawned on Kendra that she did have chemistry with Dyson after all and he was a great kisser. Kendra made sure to surreptitiously free his wolf with her hands during the desperate lust filled kiss.
Dyson was losing his mind. He wanted to take Kendra now but she was a human, a taken one at that. As much as he loved Kendra's intoxicating human scent and her toned muscular body, he needed to stop before it was too late.
In a last ditch effort he pushed her back and Kendra returned to her corner with an evil smirk pasted on her face.
"We can't Kendra. You're human. The Fae law prevents..." Dyson was cut himself off when he felt Kendra's feet encircle his hard member.
Kendra just purred, "Prevents what Dyson? I just want to thank you for 'sticking up' for me in more ways than one." Kendra made sure to work him into a frenzy with her feet.
Dyson held Kendra's feet down and was about to pull them off when Kendra just innocently stated circling an index finger around her firm nipple for Dyson to see, "What will happen if I scream?"
Blackmail.
Dyson growled and couldn't believe Kendra would stoop that low but Kendra kept working Dyson and asked, "Can we just talk?"
Dyson grunted into submission looking to the roof as Kendra kept on working him.
Kendra new Dyson wanted her by the way he reacted.
"No Kendra. Uggggg. This isn't talking," Grunted out getting close to his final destination.
Kendra then noticed the front door to the Dal open and Trick came outside for fresh air.
Out of reflex Kendra slouched down into the seat. Since Dyson had an SUV, Trick could not see her, but Kendra made it known to Dyson in a whisper, "TRICK!"
Dyson snapped out of his trance and looked over and Tick made his way over to the car.
Dyson tried to zip up his pants but Kendra's foot playfully fended them off. All he could do was lower the window.
Kendra couldn't figure out what got into her. She loved the control she had over Dyson and wanted more. She just kept stoking his wolf with her feet.
Trick observed Dyson alone in his truck and assumes that Kendra stormed off.
He casually walked over with Dyson lowering the window and asked, "Hey. What happened to Kendra?"
Dyson just calmly suppressing the biggest smile ever noted, "She around. She needed to blow off some steam."
Kendra, like a cat turned around into her tummy, ensuring the car didn't move, and now had his wolf in her hands. She then took in the wolf's head in with plenty of tongue. Kendra loved to play on Dyson's words whispering for only Dyson to hear, "Blow."
Dyson tried his best to stay in this world and he didn't know if Kendra a part succubus, but at this rate she was at least half. Not even Bo dared to do that move.
Trick followed up a little cautious. Something was amiss and he didn't know what it was. "So you let her know it was for her own good that she let us handle this sensitive Fae matter since we have a firm grasp on it?"
Dyson just had a dopey smile and just nodded, "Oh believe me, she knows."
Kendra just tightened her grip on queue and purred, " Oh Dyson, VERY much so. FIRM GRASP on SENSTIIVE Fae matter."
Dyson coughed Kendra was really working him, he was so close.
Trick looked down and asked, "Do you know when she plans to leave?"
Dyson did know how to answer that one, that and Kendra's tongue and hands working him made him loss touch with reality for a moment but Kendra fed him a line.
"Within 2 days, to transfer that case to you and fill you in, as you FILL ME IN with your seed," Kendra stopped her attack briefly knowing that Dyson was considering it.
Kendra snaked her hand lower to his base and just purred, "Dyson, I got you by the balls. It's not wise to cross me."
Dyson quickly replied with a poker face while Kendra paused her attack, "In 2 days. She has inside information on this Orc gang we need."
"Oooookkkk," Trick shrugged. He didn't know why it took so long but Dyson looked depressed looking down to his lap.
Kendra knew Dyson didn't want to say that since she saw regret brief lash across his face. So she purred and reassured, "We'll get these guys sooner than that OK partner?"
Trick just consoled Dyson and just solemnly mentioned, "Don't worry Dyson, she'll come around. She's a good friend to you, she will be again."
Trick walked away and Dyson just heard Kendra, who increased her pace and say, "Did I hear COME?"
"KENDRA," Dyson admonished in a low grunt.
Kendra bit down firmly on his tip.
Dyson yelped in both pain and pleasure.
Kendra waited until she believed Trick was a back inside to continue her hand motions to his pillar all the while clamping down on his tip.
Dyson wanted to release but he couldn't and that was torture. He began to hulk out and before Kendra knew it, it was too late.
Dyson tackled her and pinned her back into the passenger seat and Dyson laid down on her face to face.
Kendra was both horrified and turned on. She loved the control she had on Dyson but at the same time, she just lost it as Dyson beast was ready to be unleashed on her. She wanted it and deep down she knew it.
Dyson slammed his hips in a frenzied and crazed stated into Kendra.
Kendra yelped as his wolf penetrated her and aggressively hit home. She wanted to do a defensive move due to the pain, but pleasure was also holding her hostage to her deepest desires.
Kendra began to beat Dyson in protest with her fists to his muscular chest but her words didn't match. She was saying things that she never would have said to anyone jeering Dyson on.
The SUV bounced up and down dangerously as Kendra could be heard yelling, "Fuck your HUMAN! Dominate meeeeeeeeeee! Make your human submiiiiiiiit! OWN ME Dyson! Give it to me noooooooooow!"
Dyson just kept ramming harder and harder being brought to crest by Kendra's proclamations and what set him off was when Kendra yelled, "Take me, your big bad wolf! Claim me because I've been a bad bad girl!"
Dyson was in a partially shifted hulked out state as he roared reaching the stars unloading into his best friend and partner.
Kendra squealed in delight and finally Dyson shifted back to his normal himself totally exhausted.
They were both a sweaty mess.
Kendra knew that regret was waiting around the corner for her but chose to ignore it.
Dyson slowly got off of Kendra and stammered out, "Kendra.. I'm... I'm so..."
Kendra put her index finger to his lip and just instructed, "NO BAGGAGE. Not now. Drive to me to my place and you can bring me up to speed and you can FILL ME IN on any developments?"
Dyson chuckled, then just nodded fixing his pants. Kendra jumped in the back with tinted windows and didn't get dressed. She wanted Dyson's lust filled gaze. She didn't know exactly why she was being so care free around him but threw caution to the wind.
Dyson and Kendra both knew that if they did hook up, their worlds, human and Fae, would separate them again in the end. Dyson had a life and so did Kendra. Each was tethered to their respective worlds but not now.
Kendra was extremely domineering in all aspects of her life but made a one time exception for one person. Dyson.
Dyson was loyal and did his best to obey Fae rules, at the very least in spirit. Now however, he was ready to break them all for one person. Kendra.
Back at her hotel room, Kendra gave Dyson everything, even items she was not suppose to give or were even hers to give. She wanted to be one with him.
Dyson had no idea a human could drive him crazy in several ways more so than Bo. Bo was his life mate, but his desire burned to be one with Kendra.
Kendra and Dyson exchanged a modicum of words, but actions spoke louder than any words could express. They shared the bed, the floor, and the couch trying all the ways they could get closer to harmony and one'ness and they did succeed several times, way into the evening.
Case work had to wait when both collapsed into bed, whisking off rapidly to deep slumber due to sheer exhaustion. They held onto each other tightly to ensure their utopian bliss, however ephemeral, stayed front and center.
For them, their worlds didn't just come together, they collided with a bang.