Chapter 5

Trinity

Two days later…

My shirt is riding up. His hand is splayed on my belly. My back is to his front. Octane has a leg slung over me. His erection is digging into my back.

I try to pry myself out of his grip, but he holds on tighter. I plant an elbow in his midriff, but it's like hitting stone.

Octane groans softly, gripping me tighter and rubbing his cock against my ass as he rocks his pelvis. He groans again, deeper this time, his hand moving down my belly on its way to… I grab his fingers and elbow him again…harder this time.

His whole body tenses, and he sucks in a breath. I know he's awake.

Good!

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."

"You are out of line." She points at Octane. "What are you going to do? Are you going to keep her locked up in here with you forever?"

"No, I'm not. I'll keep her for as long as it takes to get the info I need or until her child is born."

"What does her child have to do with anything?" Kim flaps her hands while she speaks.

"I'm keeping it if she doesn't give me the answers I need." Octane folds his arms across his massive chest.

"Are you freaking insane?" Kim shouts. "This is all kinds of wrong."

"It is a little…much," Blaze stammers. "You don't mean it, do you, Octane?"

"A little much? It's disgusting even to say such a thing, let alone to go through with it!" Kim yells.

Blaze cups his mate's jaw. "He won't go through with it, babe." His voice is soft and caressing. "It's a scare tactic. Tell her, Octane." His eyes are pleading.

"Of course I mean it. It's not a scare tactic. I will give the Red every opportunity to tell us some very basic information, but if she doesn't oblige, then her child is mine as payment." He glances at me. "We've had this little chat. The Red knows the score. She knows I am very fucking serious." He winks at me, and I glower at him.

Asshole!

"He doesn't mean it," Blaze insists.

"He does mean it. You can see he means it. You're insane, do you know that?" Kim tells Octane.

"You can call me whatever you like; just do it somewhere else," he tells her.

Kim tries to launch herself at him, but Blaze holds her back. "No, Kim. Don't! It won't do any good."

"You might break a nail…or your hand. I wouldn't feel a thing," Octane says.

"You are the biggest prick I have ever met!" Kim shouts.

"Geeeeeee, thanks." He palms his cock. "I'll take that as a compliment." He winks at Kim, who starts screaming in an incoherent fashion.

"Stop being such an asshole!" Blaze growls at Octane. Then he picks up his mate and walks her out of the bungalow. Kim keeps shouting obscenities at Octane all the while. We can still hear her long after the door has shut.

"She's annoying."

"I think she's nice," I tell him. "She's also right. Anyone who even threatens to steal another person's baby is insane."

"All you have to do is talk to me, and this all goes away. You can go back to your mate and live your life, raise your kid. Play happy fucking families."

"I'm not telling you anything."

"Suit yourself." He shrugs. "I'm going to shower. Don't try anything stupid, or you'll be joining me in there tomorrow." He points at the bathroom door. "I can make this so much worse on you without hurting you." He levels me with a stare. I know he means it, too.

"I won't try anything," I mumble, feeling annoyed.

Then he turns and walks away, leaving the bathroom door open just a crack.

I'm breathing hard. My face feels hot. I look around the bungalow. I'm so tempted to run, but that would never work. I try to think of all the scenarios. I rack my brain, trying to come up with something, anything that wouldn't involve putting my unborn child at risk. I keep hitting blanks. There's always someone posted outside our bungalow. They patrol around the unit. They would hear me and chase after me. Even if I shifted, I wouldn't get very far before I was outrun and forced to return. I know that there are others patrolling the whole camp as well. I wouldn't get far at all.

I sigh. I suppose it could be worse. I could be tied up in a jail cell. Octane could be starving and beating me. I flop back down on the chair and pick up my book. I start reading, not really taking anything in.

Then I hear it. A low groan. It's coming from the bathroom. It has all of my nerve endings firing off. It has my skin tightening and my heart racing. It's a groan of pure pleasure. It's Octane. He is touching himself right now. I know it. The groan is deep and low, but I hear it clear as day.

My body responds, even though I don't want it to. My nipples tighten. I feel something low in my belly. Something that feels too much like need for my liking.

Octane is an asshole. He has me locked up against my will and has threatened to steal my child from me, and here I am, getting turned on by the sound of him coming. I know that's what it is. His groan deepens, and I feel a zing between my legs. I want to touch myself, too. What's wrong with me? There has to be something wrong for me to be reacting to him.

I need to get out of here, and as soon as I can.