Hearts on Fire 3: Tasha(19)

“She’s not acting right at all. It’s like she’s trying to be happy and normal,” Eddie said.

“She’s worried about her mom. Remember how Catalina saw her making out with her boyfriend in the parking lot after they talked to the doctor about the surgery?” Tyler asked. “She’s headed inside, I want to talk to her and since she’s alone, it’s the best time to get some answers.”

Tyler made his way inside the house and when he didn’t see Tasha, he headed upstairs knowing there was a large bathroom up there and multiple bedrooms.

He could hear her voice as she spoke on the cell phone.

“Yes, of course I’m behaving. No, there are no men trying to talk with me. I’m visiting with my girlfriends. Yes, I appreciate that you let me do this and to come here. Okay, tonight at eight. I’ll be there.” She disconnected the call and then threw the phone on the bed and covered her face with her hands. It didn’t sit right with Tyler at all.

“Hey, everything okay?” Tyler asked as he walked into the bedroom. Tasha gasped as she turned toward him, her skirt hitting her thighs, her long reddish brown hair whipped across her shoulder.

“Tyler?”

He closed the door and placed his hands on his hips as he looked down at her. She looked scared but he missed her. He didn’t want to give up on a chance to make her his and his brothers’.

“Are you ignoring me and my brothers on purpose? Is that what that asshole guy you’re seeing told you to do?”

She started to walk past him but he stepped in her way, ran his fingers through his hair as if he were frustrated and then exhaled.

“Don’t go. Talk to me, Tasha.”

“Tyler, I need to leave.”

“You’re not going anywhere. I want answers. I want to know how you could kiss me the way you did and still be seeing someone else.”

“Please, Tyler.” She tried moving again but this time he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her snug against him. She gasped. As he hugged her tight.

“Please don’t push me away. Please, Tasha.”

“Tyler, you need to listen to me.”

“I’m done listening right now. I know you care for me and for my brothers.” He covered her mouth and kissed her.

At first she tried to resist, but he pressed her against the dresser and lifted her up into his arms. She was so light and soft, he squeezed her to him and she gasped, pulling from his mouth.

“Tyler, we can’t do this.”

He locked gazes with her, his heart on fire with such need and anger.

“I don’t care what you say. We’ve wanted you for too long. We fucked up by waiting, and I don’t believe it’s too late.” He licked along her neck, suckled her skin as she dug her fingers into his shoulder. He felt her legs wrap tighter, and then she cupped his cheeks between her hands.

“I’m sorry, Tyler.”

“No sorrys.” He covered her mouth again. He kissed her so fully on the mouth as he explored her with his tongue that he felt her kissing him back, running her fingers through his hair as she pumped her hips against him. He was so fucking hard and needy for her as he reached under her thigh and pressed his finger to her cunt. She gasped but he kept kissing her, drowning out her moans as he maneuvered his fingers under her silk panties and straight to her cunt. He felt the juices flow. She was so turned on, so sopping wet for him, and it turned his ego on. He heard the door open and close but didn’t turn to look. He didn’t care, unless it was her boyfriend. Then he’d fight the fucker.

She cried out her release, shocking him.

“Holy shit,” Eddie stated and Tasha pulled her mouth from Tyler’s and stared at Eddie.

“Oh God,” she said as her eyes filled with tears. Eddie reached for her face, cupped it between his hands and kissed her. Tyler released her, letting her feet land on the floor as Eddie now kissed their woman.

Tyler glanced at Lance who locked the bedroom door and looked at Tyler with wide, wild eyes. He was feeling the same hunger and need.

As Eddie released her lips, Lance was there to pull her into his arms and kiss her. He pressed her against the dresser, ran his hands under her thighs and lifted her up and against his waist. She rocked her hips and he countered with his.

Then Tasha pulled from his mouth. “Please, Lance, you have to stop. We can’t do this.”

“Why the fuck can’t we?” he asked, lowering her to her feet. He kept his hands on her hips and she covered his hands with hers.



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Tasha stepped away from them and rubbed her lips then fixed her skirt and blouse. The three men towered over her normally, but in the small bedroom they were like giants, and it intimidated her. She adored them, they owned her heart, but she couldn’t lead them on. Not now. Not until Dash and the other thugs were behind bars.

She reached for her phone and held it against her. “That can’t happen again.”

“The hell it can’t,” Tyler stated, sounding furious.

She widened her eyes at his response. How was she going to get out of this and keep them safe? “It’s the way it has to be. I’m involved with someone. You three never even made a move on me until I was with someone else.”

Eddie ran his fingers through his hair. “Hell, baby, we were stupid. The attraction between the four of us is outrageous. You can’t tell me that some asshole with a shitload of money makes you feel like we do.”

“Makes you come in his arms from one touch,” Tyler added.

“Makes you want to make great fucking use of that bed behind you with the three of us right now,” Lance said. She swallowed hard. She could do it. She could give in to them tonight and know what it was like to make love to them. But then they really wouldn’t let her go. They would do something stupid and Dash would kill them.

She started to head toward the door but Eddie pulled her back, grabbing onto her sides where the bruising was. She gasped.

He released her instantly.

“What’s wrong?”

“Nothing,” she replied and tried to move again but Lance blocked her path.

“Are you hurt?” he asked as he reached for her blouse and moved his hands under her top and against her skin. She closed her eyes, instantly feeling the ache but also the comfort of being touched by Lance. He started to push up her blouse.

She grabbed his hands. “Don’t. You don’t need to see. I don’t belong to you. I belong to him.” She knew her words stung, but she had to protect them.

The sound of someone banging on the door was a godsend.

“We’re busy in here!” Lance yelled out.

“Open up, Lance,” Jake called and Tasha swallowed hard. Lance unlocked the door and pulled it open.

“I know Tasha is in here.” He walked into the room. “Are you okay?” he asked her. When she first arrived, he hadn’t been there yet. She walked closer and he pulled her into his arms and hugged her tight.

“What the fuck is going on?” Eddie asked.

“What are those? Are they bruises?” Tyler asked as he touched her blouse, She swatted his hands away.

Jake kept his arm around her. “No questions, just let her leave.”

“Fuck that, Jake, no questions. What’s going on? You and your brother have Michaela,” Eddie said and stepped forward.

“It’s not what you think. You three need to give her space. She’s involved with someone. You can’t push yourselves on her. It wouldn’t be right,” Jake said.

Tasha looked up at him with pleading eyes. “I need to head back downstairs.”

“Tasha, wait,” Tyler called out her name but she exited the bedroom wishing things could have gone differently. But this was how they had to be. Keeping the men safe was top priority despite her broken heart and the strong connection she had with them. She loved them as friends already. She had hoped that friendship turned to something deeper like a romantic relationship. The chemistry between them was outrageous. They would be so good together, and that fact that they were friends first was a great foundation for a more intimate relationship. But due to the current situation she more than likely would never get the chance to tell them that she loved them more than just as friends, never mind show them.



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“What the fuck is going on?” Lance demanded as Jake closed the door.

“You three need to keep away from her.”

“What? Why, Jake, when she obviously has feelings for us,” Eddie asked.

“She’s hurt, and I want to know if this guy she’s dating gave her those bruises,” Tyler said.

Jake ran his hand through his hair. He was so pissed off and angry but Tasha didn’t want Eddie, Lance, or Tyler to get hurt. This guy Dash killed people, and he could kill them, too.

“She’s seeing someone else. You need to leave her alone. I want the three of you to stay away from her,” Jake told them firmly.

“How the hell can you stand there and tell us to stay away from her when she’s hurt, and this guy she’s seeing could be the one to blame?” Eddie asked, raising his voice.

“If she was Michaela, you’d leave her alone?” Tyler challenged in question.

Jake clenched his teeth. “She’s not your woman. Leave her alone. That’s my final warning.” Jake headed out of the room, and as he reached the stairs, he saw his brothers, Michaela, and Serefina standing there.