Page 10 of Consumed By Fire

I’m about to give him a piece of my mind when the door to the bungalow swings open.

“I’m going in there. I will hurt anyone who tries to stop me.” It’s the human I helped – Kim. She storms into the bungalow.

Octane jumps out of bed as I pull down my T-shirt and sit up.

His hair is mussed, but my eyes are quickly drawn down to his enormous erection. It’s impossible to miss since it juts from his body. His balls are big but pulled up tightly against him, making him look that much larger. Holy hell, but he is quite beautiful, even if he is a gigantic prick of epic proportions.

Kim’s mouth drops open as her gaze moves down his body. Octane doesn’t bother covering up.

A male follows close behind her. His eyes dance with humor as he takes us in. “I told you that barging in was a bad idea.”

Kim narrows her eyes, and her jaw tightens. She also quickly averts her gaze, looking at Octane’s face and turning blood red. “You weren’t supposed to hurt her,” she yells at him.

“I didn’t…I won’t…” Octane lifts both his hands. “She’s fine. You can see for yourself.” He glances at me.

“She does look fine, babe,” the male says, smiling.

“What the hell is that?” Kim points at Octane’s cock, then she steps past him, looking at me. “Are you okay? Has he forced himself on you?” Her voice softens. “You can tell me. Be honest.”

“Forced myself…?” Octane splutters, looking flustered for the first time. “What the hell are you talking about, human?”

“You have an erection.” Kim covers her face. “Put that thing away,” she mutters against her hand. “I don’t want to see it, and I’m sure that poor Trinity must feel the same way.”

“It’s morning wood. Perfectly normal since it’s still morning, and I just woke up.” He stretches, lifting his arms above his head and arching his back. Then he yawns, covering his mouth for the worst of it. “I won’t put anything away because this is my house. You were not invited.” He folds his arms.

“See, I told you, sweetheart. Trinity is fine.”

“She’s not fine,” the human splutters, uncovering her face but looking away. “How can she be? He’s…he’s…” She makes a noise of frustration. “He’s insufferable. A complete asshole.”

“Octane isn’t a bad person. He is a male of honor. He won’t hurt the Red.” Blaze puts his arms around Kim, who shrugs him off.

“Don’t patronize me. This isn’t right, and you know it. I’m so sorry, Trinity.” Her voice softens.

“It isn’t your fault,” I tell her, getting up off the bed. I sigh. “As much as I hate to admit it, aside from keeping me here against my will, he hasn’t touched or hurt me. I’m fine.”

“Why are you letting him sleep with you? Surely the two of you aren’t…you know?” She widens her eyes.

“Heavens, no!” I shake my head. “I wouldn’t go there with him, even if he were the last male alive.” I glare at Octane, who looks at me with indifference.

“She has a mate.” Octane shrugs. “I won’t have her trying to escape, hence insisting that we sleep in the same bed. That’s where it ends. Trinity is my enemy. I don’t fuck the enemy.” He snorts.

“He’s forcing her to sleep in the same bed with him, Blaze. He refuses to wear clothes.” She sounds frustrated and irritated. Her face is still bright red.

“It’s normal for our kind. You’re thinking too much like a human. Nudity isn’t as much of a big deal as with humans. Unless two people are attracted to each other, of course, and I don’t think we need to worry about that.” Blaze snorts.

“How can you say that? Look at him. I think he’s plenty attracted to her.”

“I wake up every morning with a hard cock,” Octane rasps. “It has nothing to do with the Red. In fact, I’m shocked she hasn’t had the opposite effect on me. I should have a shriveled-up dick.”

“See,” the male tries to placate the human. “It’s fine. There’s nothing to worry about.”

“Still, it’s not right. You need to let her go and right now,” Kim tells Octane; her eyes are wide. I admire her tenacity and appreciate what she is trying to do for me, but I know that it is useless. She’s wasting her time.

Octane sighs, rolling his eyes dramatically. “I’m sick of hearing those words. The only time I will let her go is when she tells me what I need to know. Not a second sooner. You need to control your female,” he tells the other male.

Kim’s mouth falls open. “I do not need controlling. Were you born in the Dark Ages? You do realize that men and women are equals nowadays, don’t you?”

“You don’t need controlling because you’re a woman; you need controlling because you’re out of line.”