Hearts on Fire 3: Tasha(27)
The bastard killed her father. There was no doubt in her mind that if Tyler, Lance, and Eddie had made a move sooner and they were dating, that Dash would have killed them.
The tears stung her eyes as she pressed her palms against the tile wall. To think that Dash could have forced himself on her, taken what he wanted, and made her leave for Atlantic City with him was so damn scary. She never would have had the chance to make love to Tyler, Lance, and Eddie, never would have been able to enjoy and relish their embrace, and never would have felt what it was like to feel complete, to be loved, and even cared for.
In her mind she remembered the things Dash said to her.
“You’re my girl. There’ll never be another man in your life, ever.”
She could practically feel his anger, his threatening tone even in thought. She felt the tears flow, the feelings of trepidation even now after finally escaping from his stronghold. What if he comes back for me? What if he gets his hands on me again? She was shaking.
“Tasha?”
She gasped and jumped back further into the shower, covering her breast and turning into the wall as she cried. She felt her heart pounding against her chest, and when she locked eyes with Tyler, he looked upset.
“I need a minute,” she stated in a shaky voice. She closed her eyes and remained facing the wall until she felt his large hands touch her body. One arm wrapped around her waist from behind. He laid his chin on her shoulder as he pressed his large, muscular body against hers and he kissed her skin. She tried to focus on the fact that it was Tyler not Dash. She inhaled, hoping to smell the manly scent of cologne and just Tyler, fresh and soothing. The water blocked her from truly recognizing his scent, and she focused on the feel of his embrace.
“Baby, it’s okay. Everything is going to be okay. We’re here for you. You’re not alone.” He pressed kisses to her temple, to her cheeks, and then to her chin.
She wanted to forget it all and just focus on Tyler, being in his arms and having him inside of her. It was crazy but when they all made love she didn’t think of anything other than the three of them and how they completed her. She turned to face him and hugged him tight. She climbed up his body despite the bruises, and he pressed her to the wall.
“I love you, Tasha. I’ll protect you always,” he told her as he kissed along her jaw. She ran the palms of her hands up and down his chest loving the feel of muscle beneath her palms. Over his shoulders absorbing the muscles of his traps, his neck muscles, and then back to his shoulders. She held his gaze even as the tears slowed down.
“I can’t stop thinking about him,” she whispered.
Tyler’s face grew dark and angry and then calm in a flash. “That’s understandable. He controlled you, frightened you, and you were forced to play along to keep everyone you love safe. But he’s not going to hurt you ever again.”
“I’m so scared he will. I just want it to be over. I want to feel safe, happy, and loved. I want to feel complete.”
“We’ll help you.”
She leaned forward and kissed him softly on the lips. She pulled back and felt his cock harden under her ass.
“I feel most complete when you’re inside of me.”
He held her gaze. “I’m here, Tasha. I’m right here.”
He reached under them and aligned his cock with her pussy. Holding his gaze, she lowered onto his shaft never turning away even as the thick hard digit spread her pussy muscles, causing her to moan. She started to move up and down, but then Tyler took over.
“You feel like heaven, baby. Pure heaven.”
He held her tight and she wrapped her legs around him trying to counterthrust his strokes. No words were exchanged, just pure emotion as Tyler thrust in and out of her while he kissed her on the mouth, cupped her breasts, and then reached around her to her ass and spread her cheeks. He was thrusting faster, deeper when she felt his digit press against her puckered hole. Tasha screamed out her release and clung to him as Tyler grunted and battled against coming.
“I need more. I wish I could go on making love to you, being inside of you like this forever.”
“Come for me, Tyler. Come inside of me and make me yours forever.” She suckled his neck. The move had him grunting and thrusting until she felt his cock thicken and then he called her name. His body shook in the aftereffects of his ejaculation and she hugged him tight. They kissed one another all over their faces and necks and then sought out their mouths. He hugged her to him as he stepped back pulling her from the wall.
“I thought I would never get to make love with you, Tyler, or your brothers.”
Her words must have upset Tyler as he squeezed her a little firmer. “What did he do to you, Tasha? How did he keep you from leaving him and running away?”
She pulled back and held his gaze as her eyes welled up with tears. “He said he would kill you. All of you.”
His eyes grew darker and angrier. Then she noticed Eddie and Lance standing there with only their jeans on and no shirts. Her eyes roamed over their muscles as they held stern expressions.
“We would have protected you if you’d just told us what was going on,” Eddie stated as he held a towel for her. Tyler set her feet down on the mat on the floor as Eddie wrapped her in the towel and then lifted her up into his arms. She laid her hand against his cheek.
“That wasn’t a risk I was willing to take.”
* * * *
Eddie carried her into the bedroom and slowly laid her down on the bed. He climbed halfway over her so as not to crush her underneath him. It was hard to look at the bruises on her face and body and not be enraged. They had so many questions, yet they didn’t want her to relive what Dash had done to her. She really did sacrifice so much because she thought Dash would kill them. Now the man was free, loose somewhere, and could possibly come back for Tasha.
“Jake said that the investigator for the state police found evidence that Dash was watching you for quite some time. You never saw him before?” Eddie asked, placing his forearms on the mattress against either side of her shoulders. He had her encaged with his body and his hands, where he felt she was the safest.
“No. Since Agent Thor called earlier, I’ve been thinking a lot about that. It leads me to believe what Thor said was true. That my dad found out about my uncle Paul’s dealings with Dash, Carbanero, and LaCosta, and went to see him to either help him get out of it or come forward and report it. Considering that Dash had Uncle Paul’s phone tapped, and was aware of everything he did, it would make sense that it was Dash who killed my father.”
“Thor hinted about Dash maybe seeing me at the funeral or in the newspaper article, or perhaps just around the house as he and his men did surveillance. Who knows. It gives me the chills to think he’s been watching me for so long, and that he planned all this out. But he’s a very intelligent, ruthless man. He’s resourceful and strong. I know firsthand.”
“What do you mean?” Tyler asked, sitting down on the bed with a towel wrapped around his waist. Lance sat on the other side.
She ran her fingers through Eddie’s hair, and caressed his skin. Her touch, her femininity and softness just made his anger at the situation and abuse grow stronger.
“Obviously you can tell by the location of my bruises that he used force to get me to commit and submit to his authority. “
“No woman deserves to be treated like that,” Lance whispered then gently caressed her shoulder and arm with the back of his hand.
“How did you meet him? When did he first make contact?”
Eddie asked her and she explained about meeting her cousin, about him hitting the man who flirted with her and got fresh.
“So you were attracted to him because he stuck up for you?” Eddie asked.
“No, as a matter of fact I didn’t like how he ordered me to do a shot, then confronted me by my car. It was like he thought I would automatically submit to him. From there on out he pushed more and more but I tried to ignore it. Lance, when you kissed me at the apartment and left that night and some car drove you off the road—”
“That was him?” Lance asked, looking angry. She nodded her head.
“Then Tyler, at the Station when you kissed me and I said that the guy I was seeing called, it was because I thought he had his men watching me. He would have hurt you or worse. The agent had called me, too. I was scared, confused about what was right and wrong. When I got to Dash’s club, James had beaten Melanie because she didn’t get me to come to the club like she was supposed to do. He then beat me. It was a warning. That’s how I got the bruised ribs. I met the feds and Thor at the mall, and I didn’t trust anyone so I asked Thor to tell Jake. When you guys cornered me in that bedroom at the barbecue…God, I wanted to make use of that bed. I needed those hugs, those kisses, and that assurance, but then I knew he would hurt you.”
“So you pushed us away. You even pushed away Serefina,” Lance stated.
“I had to. I had to make you all hate me in order to protect you.”
Eddie lifted up and straddled her legs. He slowly undid the towel and then cupped her breasts.
“It’s all behind you. We know the truth now. We’ll protect you now.”
He leaned down and kissed her lips and Tasha reached up and hugged him to her. She wrapped her legs around his hips and their kisses grew deeper, needier. Pulling from her mouth, he held her gaze. “I need you.”