Always Rocking: A Heavy Metal Romance (Slava Pasha series Book 4)

by A. D. Herrick

  As if sensing my impure thoughts, Bambi pushed me onto my back and climbed up on top of me, her legs straddling my waist. She rocked her slick wet folds across my engorged cock. As if sensing his home, my cock jerked and slid between her folds burrowing into her. Bambi threw her head back and cried out, her nails digging into the flesh of my chest. She thrust her hips forward sinking further onto my cock.

  Wrapping my hands around her waist I held her down firmly as I thrust up into her. “Fuck yes, Kiev.” She moaned encouraging me to thrust harder.

  I pounded her sweet pussy over and over. With every thrust of my cock, Bambi screamed out begging for me to make her cum. I rolled over, taking her with me. I used the leverage of the bed to pound into her deeper and deeper. Her claws dug into my back leaving behind hot red lashes. I felt her pussy quiver around me, she was so close.

  My lips crashed into hers as our tongues fought for dominance. Reaching down between her legs I rubbed her clit with the pad of my thumb as I swallowed her screams with my mouth. Bambi came undone around me. Her tight little pussy clamped down on my cock as she quivered. Each pulse of her pussy brought me closer and closer to completion. With a vicious roar, I exploded, painting the inside of her pussy with my seed.

  I crashed down on top of her, my forearms the only thing propping me up, just enough to keep the full brunt of my weight off of her. We struggled to breathe, our foreheads pressed against one another. The sight of her heaving breasts as she regained her breath was enough to make my cock twitch back to life.

  Bambi giggled softly. “Stop it,” I smirked down at her forcing my cock to twitch again. Bambi continued to giggle giving my cock a squeeze with her pussy. I moaned in delight. “You’re going to be the death of me baby.”

  Bambi’s hand came up to cradle my face. “Thank you, Kiev. Thank you for everything.” My eyebrows drew together as I studied her face for answers. What was she thanking me for? Her warm eyes sparkled with happiness as she stared at me smiling. Her smile reminded me of the sun peeking out from between the clouds. It was full of warmth and promise. Was she thanking me for the cock I wondered briefly?

  “What are you thanking me for, beautiful?” I asked. I watched as her cheeks filled with heat.

  “For taking a chance on me, for opening your heart and giving me the opportunity to fulfill my passion, for making all of my dreams come true and then some. For marrying me and making me probably the happiest woman alive.” Her smile cut her face in two. It was genuine, not some show she was putting on so I wouldn’t kick her out of bed. She was as sincere as I had ever seen someone. What had I promised this woman? Does she not realize this marriage is fake? Does she not realize that it’s not exactly that easy to get married in Tennessee? I didn’t want to bust her bubble just yet. Far be it from me to rain on someone else’s parade. I gave her a quick kiss and hopped out of bed to relieve myself and take a quick shower.

  Chapter 12

  As I stood under the hot spray I let my mind drift over the memories of last night. They replayed over and over inside my head, each time revealing something new I had missed.

  Bambi’s real name was Emily. She grew up with meager means and was struggling to pay for college. She worked as a waitress in a diner downtown in addition to working at the club to afford college classes and her tiny studio apartment. I told her about my situation with Nina. “GOD DAMN IT!” I shouted as I pounded my fist against the tiled wall of the shower. Emily and I had flown to Vegas to get married… She was a virgin and had been waiting until her wedding night. Memories of the entire night came flooding back to me. I was legitimately married to Emily. This wasn’t a ruse. This was the full enchilada.

  When she had said that we were in Las Vegas earlier I had just ignored her, thinking she was joking. She had been telling the truth. I gave her words no thought and instead, ravished her body, taking from her as I pleased. I was so fucking pissed at myself. I had taken advantage of this young girl who was struggling to get by. I used her pity for me to drag her to Vegas and marry me and then while drunk I took away her innocence. I felt like a worthless piece of shit.

  I had committed a lot of cringe-worthy sins but never have I ever drunkenly taken advantage of a woman and stolen something so innocent and precious to her. What I had done was completely unforgivable.

  “Kiev?” Emily’s voice quivered with fright. My head sank into the wall, unable to look into her eyes. I was afraid of what I might see. Would there be hate? Disgust? Shame? I was too cowardly to find out. Instead, I shied away from her, praying the water from the shower would wash away my sins. I knew it was an unrealistic hope, yet I stood there allowing the spray to pound upon my skin.

  I jumped when I felt her tiny arms wrap around my waist, her hands splayed across my stomach. The heat of her tears warmed my back as her body wracked with sobs. “I’m so sorry Kiev. I’m so sorry.” She cried, her face pressed against my back. I could feel her breath across my back causing the hairs on the back of my neck to stand on end.

  Sorry? What was she sorry for? I spun around, pulling her into my chest. “Emily, you have absolutely no reason to be sorry. You did nothing wrong. I am the one that should be sorry.” I soothed as I stroked her back, cradling her against my chest. I hated how good it felt to have her in my arms. I hated how perfectly she fit there. I hated even more that I would have to let her go. She deserved to find someone better, someone worthy of her.

  “Please don’t leave me.” She begged. I felt my heart breaking with her pleas. I didn’t know her well enough to love her, yet she had the ability to break my heart, leaving a heavy weight in its presence. How did she not see that I was the worst thing for her?

  “Em…” She cut me off. “Please Kiev, you promised. You promised me.” She begged as she clung to me. I had no idea what I had promised her. I was drunk and she was fucking gorgeous. If she told me I had promised to rope the moon for her I would have believed her. I wouldn’t doubt it if I had.

  “Em, we really need to talk about this.” I tried to ease her away from me but she held fast, gripping me in an iron hold.

  “Kiev, you promised we would be together. You promised you would take me away from that hell and that I wouldn’t have to work at the club anymore.” She sobbed. “You promised me no one would ever lay a hand on me again.” She cried, her tears staining her face.

  I saw red when she mentioned someone grabbing her. I knew the men at the clubs could get handsy. I also knew that some of them even tried to push for other things. Just because Emily wasn’t a dancer didn’t mean she was free of their grasp. She was stuck on the floor more than the dancers were. I felt my protective instincts take over. There was no way my woman, my wife, was going to work at some fucking strip club and have men pawing at her like she was a piece of meat. I gave up my pursuit to pull her from me; instead, I crushed her to me tightly. “Em, you’re never going back there again. You’re coming home with me.” I promised.

  I felt her body relax into me; the fight leaving her deflated. I gently rocked her against me, our bodies swaying as one. Once her tears had ceased I gently pulled out of her arms. Emily tried to protest, her hands gripping me, holding me close. With a kiss to her lips, I was able to ease away.

  I grabbed a washcloth and lathered it up. Dropping to my knees we were nearly eye to eye. I began to wash her body. I took my time as I lathered her skin, studying every inch of her flesh for the first time. She had the slender frame of a dancer. My fingers gently traced along her tight drawn muscles until they wrapped around her slim hips.

  I sighed resting my forehead against her flat toned stomach. Her hands ran through my hair, gently massaging my scalp. We stayed like that under the spray for an undeterminable about of time, the two of us wrapped around one another. Eventually, I stood, cradling her face between my hands.

  I stared into her eyes, into the depths of her soul. I could see forever in them and it scared me half to death. What would happen once she realizes she deserves someone better? When she
does realize how I took advantage of her? I couldn’t stand to think about it, yet it hovered, just below the surface.

  “Wipe that look off your face.” She said looking up at me through thick lashes. “I’m not going anywhere. You’re not going anywhere.” Her voice was calm, soothing, yet bared no argument. I gave her a silent nod.

  Emily gathered the forgotten cloth and lathered it with fresh soap. She took her time washing me, exploring my body the way I had hers. Each brush of her hand send a zap of electricity straight to my cock and frighteningly, to my heart. I rolled my head back on my shoulders savoring her touch. I craved the touch of her skin against mine. It took everything I had in me not to lift her into my arms and take her against the shower wall.

  I sucked in a breath as her hand grazed my cock. I dropped my head down in time to see her lowering herself to her knees. “Em…” I began to back away. Emily’s hand tightened around my cock halting my steps. With a slight tug, I stumbled forward, right where she wanted me.

  “Em, you don’t have to.” I moaned out unable to control my reaction. Her hand felt so perfect wrapped around my cock. Though I knew the right thing to do would be to walk away, I was unable to move, frozen in place by the angel that knelt before me. I was a greedy bastard, I wanted more of her. I wanted everything she would offer me and even more still.

  Emily’s hand slid up and down my shaft causing my breath to hitch as she ran her thumb over the underside of my head on an upward stroke. “I don’t have to, but I want to.” She said in a breathy voice. I felt my cock twitch excitedly in her hands.

  I felt the warmth of her breath on the head of my cock, causing my breath to hitch moments before she enveloped me in her mouth. The heat of her mouth followed by the silk of her tongue had me moaning her name as my hands tangled in her hair. I used my grip on her hair to guide her lips up and down my shaft allowing her tongue to swirl around the head. I moaned her name repeatedly as I felt my balls draw up, threatening to spill my load down her throat. I tried to pull her away, I wouldn’t last much longer. I fought to hold back my load as she sucked eagerly at my cock unwilling to release it from her hold.

  “Em, I’m going to cum.” I managed to choke out. My warning only caused her to suck harder, taking me deeper into her throat until I felt her gag around my bulbous head. I had been so right in my assumption back at the club. Her lips were made for sucking cock. The constriction of her throat around the head of my cock only turned me on more. She repeated the motion taking me deeper as she gagged around my cock, her throat swallowing me down with each constriction. I roared as my hot seed began to spill out, coating her throat. Emily sucked me dry, slurping up my seed like cake batter.

  She sat back on her haunches with a satisfied smirk on her face. “You think you’re so clever don’t ya?” I asked through hooded eyes. Emily gave me a half shrug a teasing smile splayed across her lips.

  I bent down, scooping her off the shower floor and carried her dripping wet body out of the bathroom. She laughed as she tried to squirm out of my grasp but she was no match for me. I tossed her onto the bed and watched as her body bounced against the mattress, causing her breasts to bounce up and down. My cock trembled in approval.

  I grabbed both of her ankles and pulled her ass to the edge of the bed. Throwing her legs around my shoulders I went face first into her delicious pussy. My mouth enveloped her, wrapping around her hot wet mound. My fingers dug into her thighs with delight as I got my first real taste of heaven. I licked her from asshole to clit in long luxurious strokes of my tongue. Savoring her like my favorite dairy delight. “Kiev…” She moaned. God, I loved how she said my name. It was as though she were sending a direct message to my dick.

  I wrapped my tongue around her clit and sucked. Inserting a finger in her tight wet pussy I began to stroke in and out. Her hands tugged on my hair, pushing me away and drawing me in closer. I could feel her getting closer as her walls quivered against my finger. I inserted an additional finger as my tongue flicked across her clit. “Fuck… Yes… Baby...” She cried out, her legs wrapping around my head, pinning me against her pussy. There was nowhere else I would rather be.

  Chapter 13

  My phone had been ringing off the hook for the past two days. I knew who it was. I knew what she wanted. I just didn’t want to face reality yet if I didn’t have to. I wanted to stay hidden away from the world. I didn’t want this slice of happiness I had just found to be whisked away before I even had the chance to fully explore what it was. Instead, I ignored the calls and opted to text.

  Me: I’m alright. I’m safe and sound. I’ll be home soon.

  Katinka: Where have you been? Why won’t you answer? Are you okay?

  Me: Yes, I’m fine. I’ll tell you more later. I promise I’ll be home before you know it.

  I quickly stowed my phone away in my pocket. Emily and I had spent the past couple of days in Vegas getting to know one another and exploring one another’s bodies in depth. When I didn’t have her naked between the sheets, we were taking in the Vegas lights and shows. It was amazing watching her face light up as we walked along the strip. It was like watching a kid on Christmas morning. I loved that I had been the one to share this with her. I wanted to be the one that always brought a smile to her face.

  I couldn’t wait to take her around the world, showing her the hidden gems the world has to offer and creating new experiences side by side. I was afraid that once we made it back to Nashville everything would change. So much doubt lingered in the back of my mind, eagerly waiting to send me into a tailspin. I knew I was getting too far ahead of myself but I just couldn’t stop this train once it started. This was it. This was exactly what I had wanted. Everything I had been searching for was right here in this woman. It scared me half to death.

  “Hey, what’s that look for?” Emily asked straddling my lap on the couch in our hotel room.

  “That was Tink. She wants to know when we will be home.” My eyes studied her face as I confessed about the text messages.

  “As much as I love having you all to myself, I think she’s right. I have to get back to work and School should be starting in a few weeks.” She gathered a handful of my shirt in her tiny fist and sighed. Using the grip she had on me she pulled me forward until my lips reached hers.

  “What if this all changes?” I couldn’t help but voice my worry. The unknown was killing me inside. I needed to know what was going to happen once we made it home.

  “What do you want when we get home?” Emily asked. Her slender finger traced along my eyebrow and down the side of my face until it reached my jaw. Hooking her finger under my chin she drew me in for another kiss. This one laced with the promise of more to come.

  “I want you to come live with me. I want to scream from the rooftops that I’m married to one of the most amazing women in the world.” I smirked at her pinching my lower lip between my canines.

  “One of the most amazing women?” She asked skeptically. I chuckled as my hands roamed her ass.

  “The others being my mom and sisters.” Seeming satisfied with my answer she relaxed in my grip, her hips rocking gently toward mine.

  “Mmmm someone’s ready for round three.” I groaned into the apex of her neck as I nipped at the sensitive flesh.

  “Uh uh” She tsked at me. “We have plans tonight. If you start removing clothes now we’ll never make it in time.” Her lips pursed together as she slowly shook her head no. Though her body language said no, her eyes screamed yes.

  I lifted her in my arms and carried her into the bedroom. Her squeals of laughter were music to my ears. “Kiev…” She cried out and I yanked her dress up and buried my face between her legs. “Just the tip,” I begged as I lapped at her sweet pussy.

  “We’re not in high school anymore. Besides, I know better. I believed you last night which left us tangled in the sheets for hours.” She reminded me as she tried to wiggle away.

  I groaned in defeat. I gave her pussy one last lick, before releasing her
. “I’ll let you up but you have to promise not to put on panties.” I sat up enough to thrust out my hand for her to shake. With the roll of her eyes, she placed her tiny hand in mine and gave it a small shake. “You’re impossible Mr. Alexeev.” She playfully chided. “You will grow to love me Mrs. Alexeev,” I promised her with a kiss. “Hopefully sooner rather than later,” I whispered across her lips.

  Emily kissed me harder. I took her kiss as a promise, a promise that she would indeed grow to love me. I already felt love blossoming in my heart for her. I knew it was soon, too soon to be deep, passionate love, but there was a love blooming there. One of friendship, companionship, and I knew that it would soon become a love that burns like a wildfire, all consuming.

  “I feel something for you Kiev.” My eyes widened at her admission. I could feel the vice around my heart constricting. “What do you feel?” I asked, my voice cracking in surprise.

  Emily’s index finger drew a little heart around her heart. “When you kiss me here…” She continued to draw a heart over hers, etching a pattern into the fabric of her dress. Her other hand drew a slow line down the curve of her neck. My eyes bounced back and forth like a ping pong ball, from her heart to her neck then back to her heart.

  “It sends tingles here…” the hand that was caressing her neck descended painfully slow down the swell of her breast, my eyes followed as she continued south, her hand gently skimming her taut stomach. I followed her fingers straight to heaven as they landed on her sweet pussy. They drummed against her clit taunting me. “Definitely here.” She sighed.