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

by A. D. Herrick

  Emily collapsed into the bed as she struggled to catch her breath. Her eyes were droopy with sleep. I withdrew my fingers, licking them clean. I kissed my way back up her body. The sheen of perspiration added a slightly salty taste to the deliciousness that was all her. She was my favorite candy.

  Emily reached down, her hands weakly fumbling at the clasp on my jeans. “Does my love want more?” I asked placing a kiss to her lips. “MmmHmm.” She murmured, still unable to form words. I didn’t need any more encouragement than the heat I saw simmering in her eyes. I quickly sat up and shed my jeans and boxers, toeing out of my socks before climbing back in bed.

  I rested on my elbows, hovering just over Emily, as we stared into one another’s eyes. My cock jerked and begged to sink deep inside of her causing the angel beneath me to giggle. “I really do love you Em,” I confessed as I stared deep into her eyes.

  Emily’s hand came up, cupping my cheek. “I really do love you, too, Kiev.” No sooner had the words escaped her mouth than I sank into her, stealing her breath.

  “Fuck you feel so good Em.” I cried out as I pulled back and sank into her again. Emily’s hips came up to meet me stroke for stroke.

  She felt so good wrapped firmly around my cock. I knew I wasn’t going to last long. I wrapped her legs around my shoulders, my thumb rubbing tight circles across her budding clit as I pounded into her. I could feel the walls of her pussy pulsing around my cock, her sweet mead coating my shaft. “Yes, Baby.” She called out as my cock hit her G-spot.

  “Right there baby?” I asked, knowing that was the right spot. I just wanted to hear her say it.

  “Yes.” She screamed out as I hit it again. I could feel her pussy closing in on me like a vise. I knew she wouldn’t last much longer, Hell, I wouldn’t last much longer. I thrust into her again, and again, as she screamed out her pleasure. Her pussy drew tight, threatening to cut off my dick in the process as she came undone around me. I shouted out my release as I exploded inside of her, painting the walls of her pussy with my cum.

  I rolled to the side as I crashed into the mattress. I wrapped my arms around Emily, pulling her against me. Emily’s soft hand reached up and stroked my cheek. “No sleeping. We have to get ready to go.” I cracked an eye open studying her through my blurred vision.

  “Go where?” I asked completely confused.

  “Your parents’ house? Dinner?” She reminded me. I groaned, rolling onto my back I pulled her with me.

  “Why can’t we stay here and practice making babies?” I growled.

  “Well, we may have perfected the art but it’s too soon to tell.”

  I sat up with a start taking Emily with me. With both hands on her shoulders, I pulled her out at arm’s length to look at her. “Where? How?” I demanded in surprise.

  “Hotel bed, between our wedding night and just now.” She replied hesitantly.

  “Are you sure?” I asked my eyes laser focused on her stomach. I released my hold on her shoulders and began rubbing her flat stomach in wonder.

  “It’s a high possibility. I’m a week late. Are you angry with me?” Emily asked. I could hear the tears in her voice.

  “Baby, I’m not mad. I’m just in shock. I want a baby with you. But only if you want it too. I know you want to finish school and become a teacher.” I cradled her in my arms, unsure of what to do. I didn’t mean to frighten her. I was just surprised is all. I explained as much to her.

  “I don’t want to be a financial burden to you. I know with having a baby I wouldn’t be able to work much and babies are expensive.” She began to sob.

  I gently rocked her in my arms as I chuckled at the absurdity pouring out of her mouth.

  “Why are you laughing at me?” Emily yelled as she slapped at me.

  It only caused me to laugh harder as I held her close. “You know I’m rich as fuck right?” I asked still chuckling.

  “What?” She asked now thoroughly confused.

  Pulling her back so I could look her in the eyes as I spoke to her I explained. “We have money baby. We will never have to worry about money for the rest of our lives.”

  Emily’s mouth dropped open in realization. “You’re a drug dealer?” I could see the panic in her eyes as she thought about the consequences. Despite myself, I only laughed harder.

  “No, I’m a rock star.” I laughed, falling to my side.

  “Kiev now isn’t the time for lies and jokes.” Emily huffed angrily as she climbed out of bed. I lay laughing in bed as I watched her gather up a handful of clothing and stomp off to the bathroom.

  “Come back, baby,” I shouted after her still chuckling. I had no idea how to convince her to believe me. The fact that she thought I was a drug dealer was hilarious.

  I finally climbed out of bed and followed her into the bathroom. Emily ignored me as I slid into the shower with her. “Baby, I’m sorry for laughing.” Emily continued to ignore me as she shampooed her hair. I resigned myself to silence as I waited for her to finish. Once Emily was done showering she stepped out leaving me to bathe alone. This was our first real fight and I had absolutely no idea how to fix it. I couldn’t understand why she didn’t believe me. I really was a rock star. I finished my shower and dried off. I figured the best thing to do would be to let Emily cool off before I tried to talk to her again.

  I dressed quickly in a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt. We were just having dinner at my parents so it wouldn’t be anything fancy. I looked over to see Emily still struggling to find something to wear. Walking behind her I picked up a pair of dark wash jeans and a hot pink tank top. It reminded me of her Vespa sitting down in the hotel parking garage.

  “Here, wear this. I promise it’s a super casual dinner.” I offered the handful of clothing out toward her.

  Emily’s face drew up in horror. “I cannot wear that to meet your parents for the first time. Your sister just now started talking to me.” She practically shouted.

  “Fine, wear a simple dress. Trust me on this please.” I implored.

  After another thirty minutes of trying on clothes, Emily was finally satisfied wearing a long flowing pale yellow sundress and a white cardigan. She slipped on a pair of white sandals to match. Her make-up was light and natural, making her appear younger than her age. We were short on time so she French braided her hair then pulled it into a stylish bun at the back of her head. She looked completely sweet and innocent making me want to drag her back to the bedroom and ravish her all over again.

  “Are you ready, baby?” I asked offering a hand out to her. Emily gave me a nervous smile before placing her hand in mine. “Let’s go meet the parents.” I gave her a teasing wink as we walked out to the truck.

  Chapter 17

  The ride to my parents’ house was made in silence. I could only imagine the thoughts running through Emily’s mind. My palms had already begun to sweat with nerves. I loved Emily and I would stand by her no matter what. I only hoped that my parents would also accept her. During the drive, I also began to think about what she had told me while we were lying in bed. She could be pregnant. She was a week late… we could be having a baby. I felt my heart began to race at the thought. in a few months, there could be a miniature Kiev or a miniature Emily running around the house.

  “What’s that smile for?” Emily asked breaking the silence.

  “I was just thinking about what you said earlier,” I admitted casting her a bright smile.

  “What did I say earlier?” She asked confused. I watched as her forehead scrunched up in thought.

  “Just something that made me probably the happiest man alive,” I smirked.

  “That I love you?” She asked as she tried to seek out the answer.

  “That was part of it,” I confessed. I could feel the sides of my mouth pulling up to either side.

  “What was it?” She begged in desperation.

  “We’re here.” I beamed at her as I put the truck in park in front of my parents’ house.

  I knew I hadn’t gott
en out of telling her why I was smiling. I just hoped that she would come to realize what it was on her own. I hoped that she would be just as excited about a baby as I was. I felt like my life was truly coming together. I had a woman that I loved more than anything in my life and the possibility of a tiny human that was all my own.

  I jumped out of the truck and made my way over to the passenger’s side, I opened the door for Emily taking her hand in mine. “It’s going to be loud and crowded but don’t be afraid,” I tried to warn her.

  “Why would I be afraid?” She asked perplexed.

  I just laughed as I led her into the house. We were immediately greeted by Damon and Alexa. Emily was pulled from my grasp as Damon engulfed her in a massive hug. “Hey everyone, my new sister is in the house.” He shouted out loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

  I watched as Alexa mouthed a sorry to Emily who was still sequestered in Damon’s clutch. As expected, Katinka came rushing into the room snatching Emily from Damon. “Leave her alone D, she’s mine,” Katinka chastised as she pulled Emily into a fierce hug. It warmed my heart to see the two of them together.

  “Oh my gosh girl. I’m so glad you made it over. I’m so happy to see you again,” Katinka squealed as though the two were long lost friends. Katinka threaded her arm through Emily’s and began introducing her around. I watched from afar as Emily was reintroduced to my brothers and their women. Katinka was slowly guiding Emily off to the kitchen where mine and Ivan’s parents were sure to be. I slowly followed the tow, allowing them the space to bond.

  “Is that my new daughter?” My father proudly yelled as he traded Dominik off to Katinka in exchange for Emily. I felt my heart swell with love as my father wrapped Emily into the fold of his arms like a long lost child. Emily hugged my father back just as strong.

  “Look at you, you’re just beautiful,” My father bragged as he complimented Emily. “Come, Come. Anna has been dying to meet you,” My father said as he led Emily off to the kitchen.

  “Don’t you dare have that child calling me Anna,” My mother scolded my father as she enveloped Emily into her arms. “You call me momma, you hear,” My mother said as she rocked back and forth with Emily in her arms.

  I was able to sit back and relax now that I knew everyone was going to be okay with Emily and I getting married.

  “You did good little brother,” Nik said as he clasped my shoulder.

  “Thanks, man. I really love her.” Nik nodded his head in understanding.

  “So does this mean you’re moving back home?” He asked.

  “I have to talk to Em about it and see how she feels. But if she is good with it, then yes.” In truth, I missed being home. I missed not being around my family and not being able to hold my niece and nephew every day. This time apart from them had been killing me on the inside.

  “If Katinka has her way she will have you guys moved in by the end of the night.” Nik laughed.

  I couldn’t help but laugh with him. He was absolutely right. I watched as Katinka stood shoulder to shoulder with Emily as all the women gathered around talking. I felt my heart swell as I watched Emily with Karina in her arms. She looked to be a natural with kids.

  “What’s that big dopey smile about?” Damon asked nudging his elbow into my ribs.

  I shook my head, unwilling to answer.

  “Secrets don’t make friends,” Nik reminded me as he studies my face for answers.

  “Oh shit!” Damon exclaimed, his eyes bouncing between me and Emily holding Karina. “Are you serious?” He asked excitedly as he bounced on the balls of his feet.

  “What am I missing?” Nik asked looking at Damon like he had lost his mind.

  “We won’t know until she sees a doctor,” I finally answered.

  Damon immediately raised his hand for a high five. I couldn’t resist, I slapped his hand proudly. God, I hoped she was right, I couldn’t wait to be a dad.

  “Ohhh,” Nik said finally catching on. “Well, we have 2 here, 2 on the way. Ivan needs to get his head out of his ass and make the leap. You know we can’t raise these kids apart. They could be the next super group,” Nik said with a chuckle.

  “Ivan and I definitely need to be throwing some boys out there. We already have too many girls between Karina and the princess Evie is carrying,” I replied.

  “What’s so wrong with girls?” Evie asked as she slipped her arm around Nik’s waist.

  “There’s nothing wrong with girls. Other than they will make us go gray.” I shot her a cocky wink.

  “You boys quit playing with each other’s peepees or you’ll catch the gay. Now start setting the table,” Diana called out to us causing everyone to laugh.

  Dinner was delicious. My mom and Diana had seriously outdone their selves. They had cooked up a traditional Russian meal of Pelmeni, a Russian take on ravioli with meat, Golubtsy, stuffed cabbage leaves, Borsch, a beet and cabbage stew, and loads of sides. They also made a dozen honey cakes for dessert.

  We all sat around after dinner drinking Kompot, a berry drink similar to a berry tea, and eating honey cakes as we chatted.

  “How did the two of you meet?” My mother asked Emily. I groaned as soon as she asked. I wasn’t ashamed of where I had met Emily I just wasn’t sure how Emily felt.

  “We met at a club where I worked,” Emily answered expertly avoiding giving too many details.

  “Do you no longer work there?” Dian asked, interested in the newest member of the family.

  “Kiev has agreed to let me go to school full time instead of working,” she answered, her eyes darting to where I sat across the table from her.

  “Don’t look to him for approval, child,” My mother scolded, not missing a beat.

  “Kiev makes good money; you don’t need to worry about working. He will take good care of you.” She smiled kindly at Emily. “What are you going to school for?” My mother asked.

  “I want to be a teacher. It has been one of my dreams and passions,” Emily excitedly explained.

  “That is good to hear. Do you want many children? How long until you will give me grandchildren?” My father asked, more than eager to be a grandfather.

  “Maybe in a few months?” Emily asked as her eyes met mine. I beamed proudly at her.

  “Quit harassing my wife and the mother of my child,” I mock-chastised shooting Emily a wink.

  “Oh my god, that means you have to come back home. Emily, please tell me you will. Please come live with us,” Katinka begged not giving Emily much room to back down.

  “It’s all up to Kiev,” Emily said pushing the responsibility back on me.

  “Oh, well then it’s settled. You guys will come to the house tonight. I’ll have the hotel deliver your things in the morning,” Katinka said dusting off her hands like she had just finished a grueling task.

  I shot a questioning look at Emily, silently asking if she was okay with this agreement. Emily responded giving me a short nod of her head.

  The evening progressed much the same way, my family question Emily about her life, age, family, and her past. They were all surprised to learn that she had no family as she was a foster child since she was an infant. She was twenty-seven even though she looked much younger. My mother proudly accepted her into our family as her daughter in law. Damon teased her about going from no family to having four parents, seven new siblings and a niece and nephew. It seemed she went from no family to large loving family in the blink of an eye.

  “How do you think you will handle it once the boys go back on the road?” My father asked catching Emily off guard.

  “What do you mean?” Emily asked in confusion.

  “I know they took a couple years off of work, but when they go back on tour, will you be going with them or will you stay home?” My father tried again.

  “I thought Kiev worked at the studio,” Emily said thoughtfully.

  Everyone laughed at the thought. “Kiev and the boys, as well as Tink, own the studio,” my father corrected. “They are all i
n a band, Slava Pasha. Didn’t Kiev tell you?” My father asked confused.

  Emily’s eye grew wide as she realized what he was telling her. She finally turned to face me. “You were telling the truth? You’re not a mobster?” The genuine shock and surprise on her face was comical.

  “I told you, baby. I’m a famous rock star.” I chuckled as I wiggled my nose at her teasingly.

  “Who said he was a mobster?” Damon asked nearly rolling with laughter.

  “He said he was rich, that was all I could imagine him being. When he said he was a rock star I thought he was lying,” she admitted.

  “Have you never heard of their band?” Evie asked.

  Emily just shook her head. “I’m more of a pop music girl.” Her admission caused everyone to laugh even harder.

  “Well, in that case, I can’t wait to introduce you to In Your Dreams. They have been begging to meet you.” I wrapped Emily in my arms, hugging her close.

  “Emily, I am happy to say that we are so grateful to have you in our family. I’m not sure if Kiev has told you, but we had planned to marry him off because we didn’t think anyone would want him,” my mother prattled on with a humorous glint in her eye. I knew she was poking fun at me.

  “Oh, I know all about Nina. I just feel so bad for the girl. I hope she won’t be upset that I married Kiev instead,” Emily played along. I had already told Emily all about the situation and I had let Nina know I was married while I was in Vegas. I knew how badly she had wanted out of the marriage and I was obliged to tell her that all of her problems had been solved.

  My mother waved her hands in the air, in an attempt to clear Emily’s conscience. “Nina didn’t want to marry him anyways. We all know that,” My mother said with a laugh.

  The whole table broke out in laughter. Yeah, I had heard it all before. If I was a catch then I would have already been caught, nothing new to see here.