Unbound no Longer

Ch 4

ISDH

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The Back Door opened and the man in black reentered the bar. "So what did I miss?"

Bo turned to look at him. "Well it seems that we are stuck with you. While the Ash is not happy that you…" She waved at the back door. "He understands. He does ask that we get you checked over by the Medic, so at least we have a medical file on you."

"Mistress?" the head swung to Kenzi, as he approached the bar.

"Enh. Free medical." the gypsy girl shrugged, "Get anything that needs checked out, looked at. One way or another, you are going to end up on the Doc's table, might as well be because you are doing them a favor."

The old drac, blinked, "As a favor to the Ash, eh?"

Hale choked again. "Ah, no. you will be owed a favor by Bo. She will be owed a marker by the Ash, if not paying off one she owes him."

"Ah, Fae Politics." Ren grinned, "Such fun to play, until some fool tries a power move and you remove his spine. Then everyone he owed favors to comes to you to collect, while those who owed him, don't know what you are talking about." Looking at Bo, "As to the favor you would owe me… You take the nights Mistress can't."

"Bad Dog!" Kenzi barked, "No screwing Bo!" she came around the bar to yell at the Dragon, glaring up at him, "Are you trying to die?"

"No, Milady." the elder beast gave ground, stepping back as his keeper leveraged her authority, "If she and her sister were to feed on me at the same time, maybe, but just Bo-bo, and only on those nights when you are not able to fulfill your side of the contract…" he licked his lips, while his eyes went out of focus…

Kenzi slapped him, "No mind-fucking Bo!" her new bangle flashing in the simulated torchlight. "We will find someone else for you to…" she glared at her bestie, "Snack on, on those nights. No nibbling Bo."

"And the reason you are forbidding us from.,. Snacking?" Bo cocked an eyebrow as well as a hip. "Are you afraid to lose your… puppy?"

Ren snorted, "Mistress, my Heart is literally yours. No spell, potion, or Fae Whiles will draw me from your side. Bo-bo is a walking sex-toy, and now the proverbial forbidden fruit. Of course I am going to want to… Snack her. But she is only a happy meal, you are my Dinner." his head dipped so he could bury his face in the crook of her neck.

Dyson leaned over to Hale, "All this talk of food, I am getting hungry."

Hale snorted, "Food food, or …?"

Dyson paused,before shrugging. "Meat. I don't need to play just yet. Not turning it down, just not at the top of my list."

"Hey Kenzi. We're going for burgers. Bring your puppy." Hale called as downed the last of his drink, perched his hat at just the right angle, and opened the door. Dyson followed suit, as the man in black slung his bag across his back, his coat worn as a cape, his bowler hat pulled low over his eyes.

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Bo blew into Lauren's Lab in a tizzy. "Of all the stupidity of the Men! Not only do they pose and chase anything in a skirt, they have to challenge the Dragon to a drinking contest!" Lauren frowned as she put her pen aside, as she stood to see to the sultry succubus.

Kenzi held the door open as a Male in black walked in, Hale flung over one shoulder, Dyson was staggering in on his own power, but supported by the stranger. "Hey, Ren was paying, and the boys just wanted to how much he could take in. Your are just pissed because you lost the toss up for who was driving."

Dyson was poured into a chair next to the door, as Hale was dropped onto a cot in the infirmary. Lauren could smell the booze on the boys, as the girls all but ignored her as they aired their issues. The black dressed male peered at her, sniffing at her, before returning to the Human's side.

"Bo, Kenzi." Lauren took charge of the room, as she greeted the females. "What brings you two in today?"

"The Ash asked for the Dragon to be looked over." Bo sighed, as she turned to the medic. "He and the Morgan wanted at least a baseline on … his health." She glared at the male standing on his own. "The boys invited us to lunch, only to challenge him to a drinking game. Then he pulls out a credit card, opens a tab, and raises the stakes. After three steak sandwiches, six pitchers of ale, and pushing the 'all you can eat fry basket', Hale blacked out, and Dyson went boneless."

"You keep saying Dragon…" Lauren turned to the Male, "As in…"

"Sir George." Ren grinned at her, before wrapping his arms about Kenzi, burying his face into her neck. "She smells of Bo-Bo, even more than you do." he murmured. "Kind of like Dyson did, but stronger…" his dark eyes pinning Bo in place, "Fresher."

"Winged, fire breathing, beast?" Lauren grabbed her tablet, tapping it to access the files she needed, "but …"

"I only spread my wings in full combat or mating." Ren pulled his face from Kenzi's neck, "Fire breath is for most breeds, but not me. I am an acid spitter. And, no, I will not give you a sample today, as I have no control on the amount I spew, other then Lots. It is a last strike weapon, one to be used only if all else has failed."

Lauren handed Kenzi a black silk robe, "I need him naked, if I am to administer the exam. Judging by the way he responds to you…"

Passing the dressing gown to Ren, Kenzi pointed to the changing room. "Go. Bo can and will protect me while you are…"

Ren snorted, before stepping to the exam table, dropping the gown, and undressing. "Not trusting the 'Burning Tree' where my Human is concerned. Will snuff anyone who threatens my Mistress." as the leather was peeled away, revealing more ripcord muscles then Dyson and Hale combined. While the muscles were rippling and shimmering, they were not the sight that the females were feasting on.

Bo licked her lips, "Ah, Ken? How ironclad is that no Snacking Rule?"

"Give me a week." the young gypsy gasped, "If he Snacks like he Drinks, I might be talked into allowing Snacking. If only so I can relearn to walk."

Ren grinned as he posed like Peter Pan so that they could look him over. The scent of their arousal making his head swim.

With some effort, Lauren pulled her mind back under her control, and quickly got the exam under way.

First was the basics of height and weight. Standing at five foot ten inches, the Beast weighed in at over six hundred pounds. The scales in the clinic topped out at six hundred, and Lauren did not have anything bigger at the time. His Heart and breathing were that of a human of the same size, at rest. Lauren had him stand in the X-ray machine, that showed his bones were both heavier, but lighter than a human's. On closer inspection, his bones were 'spun' to allow them to be stronger and lighter than most others. Like that helped much. His muscle mass was so tightly packed, he was three to four times stronger than human average.

They then had him running on a treadmill, but only found he was just above human in speed, and endurance.

Lauren took three vials of blood for testing, but when asking for more, blood and other fluids, Ren said no.

Forcefully.

Ren redressed, as the Doctor asked questions. Age. ; over one hundred, lost count over the years. Diet; protein, preferring eggs and cheese. Unpickled or brined 'red' meats were improperly digested, and could cause gas build up. Dislikes seafood due to texture, but the tummy likes it. Can eat most anything, Prefers pickled or brined where he can. Sleep needed, 2-3 hours per night, with a period of slumber, hibernation of upto two-three years every other decade.

Other abilities; enhanced senses, baring sight, which was a bit less than human average. He was also photo-sensitive. Water was his second home, able to hold his breath for over an hour. While he could not swim in his 'human form', muscle mass too dense, he could walk across the bottom of most rivers or ponds.

It was decided that Ren would spar with Dyson when he was back on his feet, as he doubted that his control of his body would leave Bo un-snacked he were to fight with her. As she was a creature of Passion and Action, odds were that Ren be driven to a frenzy, from the smell of Her, and because he was bound from sampling her…

Kenzi stroked his jaw, "Easy boy. Focus on me. On my voice."

The male shivered. "This is wearing my senses raw. Bo is needing release, and Doc, while trying to be professional, is only human." He growled, "I have spent the last two hours, in an enclosed space with three very sexy females, who are just blooming into the beauties they are meant to be. Either get me out of here, or slip my leash."

Looking about, Kenzi nodded. "Okay. Walkies. Bo, we are heading back to the Dal." She grabbed his hand and pulled him out the door.

Bo watched them go, "Okay, Doc, you have two options. Lead us to a bed, or I take you here."

Lauten blinked, set her things on the desk, before leading Bo to her quarters.

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Hanz had just joined the Ash's detail, last month. He was of a mixed bloodline. A shifter, his father was Bear from Russia while his mother was a wolf of German descent. It gave him a second form that while bigger and stronger than these 'wolves', He was still faster than the lumbering brute his father was.

He had missed out on accompanying the Ash to a meeting at the Dal, as he was running a minor errand when the word of an Exile had walked into the Dal, had arrived. A chance to flex his muscles, and beat an 'unwanted' to paste, missed. To do so in front of the Ash, and with his permission… a dream denied.

As he turned the corner in the Garden, and stepped onto the paved courtyard before the House of the Leader of the Light, a smell teased his nose. An aroused female was heading his way. From the Great Doors swung open allowing the human pet of that succubi slut to strutt out into the sun.

The female placed her 'no doubt' stolen ray-ban shades on her nose as she drank in the sun.

Hanz could practically see the air ripple around her, as the pheromones poured from her skin. The little skank needed a good rutting, and he was just the male take care of her needs. He might even get to ride the slut when he finished with her pet. The Ash wanted her to choose a side, preferring his, but would accept the slut going Dark.

"Hey you." Hanz grunted, as he stepped into the female's path. "You look like you could use a good Rutting." he leered at her as his massive paw like hand gripped her upper arm, just below the shoulder.

She peered over her glasses at his hand, clasped about her bicep, before turning her pixy face up to his. "You have until the count of three to release me." She used a finger from her other hand to push her shades up her tiny nose. "One."

Hanz just grinned hungrily at the girl. While he could smell a 'wolf' on the girl, the scent of the Doc and the Slut was stronger. There was something off in her scent, but the smell of the female's arousal was drowning out everything else.

Even the smell of an approaching male.

"Two." the deep voice growling from behind her caused him to look up. The other guy was shorter than he was, and not as massive in the upper body.

Thinking that the 'new' guy was one of the Ash's 'hounds', He glared at the intruder. "Scram, dog. This mouse is mine." Hanz allowed the Bear to show in his eyes, only for the dark eyes of the intruder to turn yellow and reptilian.

"Three." The female snapped the fingers of her free hand. Before the crack from her fingers had faded, his wrist was seized in a grip that put his to shame.

"In a situation like this, Step one; remove the hostage from the line of fire." the guy in black leather spoke to the girl, before, with a flick of his wrist, a crack of bone echoed across the courtyard. "Two, remove the threat. Permanently." the guy's other hand slammed into Hanz's face, a second crack echoed across the courtyard. "And Step three; either clean up or leave as a warning to Others."

"Warning." Kenzi sneered at the body in her minions hands. "Drop it. The Others will dispose of it, when they find it. I was protected before I got you. Now I am lethal." as the body bounced on the flagstones, she stepped over it, walking out to the street, waving to a cab parked just up the block. As the cab pulled up, the man in black opened the door for her, before climbing in after.

"The Dal, please."

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Lauren collapsed into her silken sheets, as Bo released her. She loved how the Chi drinker used her at times like these. While a bit fun now and again was fine, she hoped Dyson would pull his fuzzy head out of his furry ass soon, as Bo needed more than what she could give.

As her breathing had returned to normal, the doors to her quarters burst open as the Ash strode in like he owned the place.

Of course he did, including the human medic lying entwined with sexy fae. He usually tried to give her the illusion that her rooms were out of bounds, asking for permission to enter, allowing her privacy to be just that… hers.

"Doc. Did that Beast…" his voice trailed off as he caught sight of her lover. "Did you bring that… thing in like I asked?"

Bo shifted to glare at the Nubian Fae. "Yes. He spent two hours in the lab as Lauren poked, prodded, scanned him."

"Two hours?" he sneered at the women.

Lauren sighed as she pushed Bo aside and swung out of bed, grabbing her lab coat, and doning it as she returned to the lab. "Yes two hours. It would have taken longer, but his olfactory senses were being over stimulated. I just have some blood work to finish, and some tests to schedule at the quarry." she punched in a few commands, as the large screen showed the results of Dragon's testing.

"Sir." a male in a black linen suit peered from the door, "We just found Hanz, Sir. Dead."

"What?" The Ash barked. "How?"

"Broken neck, then just dropped on the flagstones." the guy gulped. "His Left wrist is also broken, almost crushed before it was snapped." a lick of his lips. "They just dropped him like he was a cigar butt; snuffed, crushed, and tossed aside."

"More like as a Warning." the Ash sighed as he turned to look towards the Doc's apartment. "I remember him having a taste for human girls, small and weak." he closed his eyes, before sighing. "Bring the body in here. It will give us an example of how It kills." turning to the doctor. "So her. So she knows what her pet has found." he turned to see Dyson and Hale sleeping in the infirmary, before pointing at them, while raising an eyebrow at the Doc.

"Before coming in, He drank them under. Bo said something about 3 steak sandwiches, and six pitchers of beer." Lauren sighed, "She was pissed, before he stripped down, ran my tests, and redressed to take the Human back to the Dal." She snorted. "He carried Hale in over his Shoulder, guiding Dyson to a chair." She chuckled, "One of the tests I had him run, was carrying Dyson to the bed, to see how his muscle system worked. You and the Morgian will have your reports in the Morning. I will be including a full copy of the Recordings for you." She shook her head, "From what I saw, the Morgian will be wanting life size stills."

The Ash raised an eyebrow, "Okay. Did you notice any weaknesses?"

"Bright Lights." Lauren flicked to the section of her notes related to the Senses, "His ears and nose are superior to a human's, but his eyes are limited. Both in range and in sensitivity. In fact, outside right now, he is mostly blind. It is too bright, otherwise." She scrolled down for a bit, "He can track by scent, knowing where Bo, Kenzi, and I were at all times, even when we blindfolded him."

"Sir." another goon in a black suit spoke from the door to the lab. "We just found Hanz, Dead and broken, in the front courtyard." As two of the Ash's strongest carried the dead man to the table.

"Hanz." Lauren frowned, as she pulled up a file, "Lycin Ursa cross, always looking for a 'good rut', his words. Odds are that he saw Kenzi on her way out, and tried to force himself on her." a quick tapping of the Pad, and a window opened on the monitor. Few seconds later, it showed Hanz stalking from the garden onto the courtyard. Suddenly the Bear-man sniffed the air, just as the Human flounced out the door. Like iron nail to a magnet, the Beastly male pounced on the female, to her obvious displeasure. Then the 'Man in Black' was at her side. The female snapped her fingers, and Hanz was broken, then killed. They talked for a bit, then dropped the body, and stepped over it on their way to the front gate.

Ash made a noise in the back of his throat. "They killed one of mine, but It could be argued that it was in 'self-defence of stupidity', so…"

"I would call it even, Sir." Lauren spoke up, "Pushing this, could see trouble for everyone. But not telling the Morgain, would see her minions trying the same thing, and a thinning of that hoard by an outside contractor."

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