Insta Lovers: A Collection of Steamy Novellas

by J. L. Beck

  “What if I want it to happen?”

  He stilled his breath. “Then I’ll let it happen. Either way it’s going to be epic little one, one-way or another you’re going to be mine. I might’ve taken you as part of a debt, but I’m keeping you for my own pleasure. Keeping you as my queen.”

  My cheeks heated and I dropped my gaze to his bare chest, pecs like blocks carved from stone. What did I know about pleasing a man when I barely knew myself?

  “I’ve never done this before. I’m inexperienced, and you’re… well, you. Why would you want me?” I asked.

  Nico lifted a hand, skimming his thumb across my bottom lip before pressing his lips against mine.

  “You have no idea how special you are,” he said between kisses.

  The warmth of his kiss filled me and a gasp escaped my lips as if inviting him to take me. Maybe I was being foolish. I didn’t push him away or tell him to stop. When he pressed his hardness against my belly, if anything, I deepened the kiss.

  He eased back, his half-lidded gaze all for me. “If we cross this line I won’t be able to stop. You’ll be mine indefinitely and there won’t be anyone I wouldn’t be willing to kill to protect you.”

  He growled, pulling me in closer, so not even a shadow could slip between us, and then he did his worst.

  He kissed me again. I’d been terrified of the man before me, but I was also intrigued with him. He stirred a desire deep down in the pits of my belly that I’d never felt before.

  I gasped as his lips touched mine, a warmth forming between my thighs as his tongue flicked against my own. He was tasting me as if he had been starving for something more, as if he had been a man solely surviving on bark and grubs and was now eating a prime rib with all the fixings for the first time.

  “Go to the bedroom.” Nico pointed in the direction of the bedroom, the gun he held waving in the air.

  His menacing stare met mine as he pulled away from me, ordering me back to the bedroom that I’d just come from. I dropped my gaze to his rock hard cock and wondered why he wanted me to go to the bed when he could just as well have fucked me against the wall right here.

  “But…” I started, but stopped when Nico shook his head, his finger pointing in the direction of the bedroom.

  “I need a minute.”

  I twirled on my heels and ran to the bed, settling my ass onto the edge of it, while I waited for him to come out of the bathroom behind me. Minutes ticked by, causing the anxiousness inside me to fester until my palms were tacky. Had he changed his mind about keeping me, like my father?

  He appeared, his hair dampened around the edges, like he’d splashed water on his face. He no longer held the gun.

  “I’m sorry little one. I almost lost myself back there and I don’t want to be that man, the one that fucks you until you can’t breathe, the one who leaves you sore, and begging for me to stop. You’re different to me, you’re mine and I’m going to cherish you like a queen.”

  For the second time he’d called me queen. I gulped, unsure why this man cared for me so much. If my father owed him money, and he wasn’t going to hurt me, then there certainly was more to this than he was letting on. Details that intrigued me.

  “You think I’ll want to be your queen?”

  “You’re never going to want me to stop once I get started pleasing you, so yes.”

  I slid over a few inches while forcing a smile through the feeling of butterflies fluttering inside my belly. I didn’t know why I was feeling so hot and cold, but the attraction I had for the dark knight before me was over the top, like skydiving and swimming with sharks while surrounded by spiders before riding a rollercoaster. I’d never been with a man before, but I wanted to be with Nico. I wanted to fly and face danger, and I couldn’t quiet figure out why?

  “Why don’t you let me be the judge of what I want, and don’t want?” I questioned, wondering if I was pushing some type of boundary by talking back. Would he spank me, take me over his knee and tell me to obey his rules? The thought alone made my pussy clench.

  The smile that pulled at his perfectly full lips stole my breath.

  “Believe me when I tell you, you don’t want me to fuck you like I’ve fucked others, especially not for your first time. Gentle isn’t something I do well Riley, but I want to try with you.”

  I could tell he was sincere in his word, but a zing of excitement shot through me at the thought of being truly fucked. “I want you.” I blurted the words without thought to what would happen next. As far as I knew I could be dead tomorrow. If that were the case, I wasn’t going to be dying a virgin.

  “Take off your clothes.” Nico ordered, his large hand taking hold of his raging boner. He had to be a good ten inches long, which made me wonder how on earth he was going to fit inside me.

  “I’ve… I’ve never…” My fingers trembled as I pulled off my shirt over my head, the coldness of the room sweeping across my bare skin.

  “I know you’ve never fucked before, but you told me you want me to fuck you, so here we are little one. Pants and panties next. My patience is wearing thin sweetheart…”

  I sucked in my bottom lip, following his orders. I stripped to nothing, watching his eyes as they meandered over every part of my body as if they were painting a picture he’d keep in his pocket for later.

  “You’re perfect Riley, absolutely perfect…” Nico’s voice trembled.

  Was he scared, too? And if so of what? Of becoming vulnerable, of holding back his desires and what he really wanted to do to me? “Do you only want me because of my father’s debt?” I questioned, crossing my legs, and watching him with curiosity.

  He stalked across the room, coming to a stop directly in front of me. His body loomed over mine, all his tight muscles filled with tension. The tattoos that covered his arms and chest begged me to touch them.

  “Is that what you think?” He countered, gripping me by the chin and forcing my face to his, while his other hand skimmed over the top of my breast.

  I shook my head no. As much as I wanted to believe that I was here because of the debt, I knew otherwise. I was smart enough to know that if it were all about the debt I’d already have been put to work, or fucked senseless by now. Sold.

  “I think you want me as much as I want you, and even though I’m not sure why I feel this strange connection to you. I want to explore why.”

  Fire flickered in his dark eyes and before I could take my next breath he was on me. He sealed his lips over mine while his hard length pressed against my belly. I lifted my arms, wrapping them around his neck, pulling him closer to my body. I needed his warmth, his touch, and his hands on my skin. I wanted him to possess me like he had talked about possessing me.

  “I want you so badly it hurts, my queen. I’ve wanted you for months, years even, and now I finally have you. Here in my bed. As mine.” He pulled away just long enough to speak before kissing me again.

  His lips were rough, causing the blood to rush in my ears. I felt his possessive hands everywhere, skimming against my breasts, and down my belly, and to my hips where he lifted me to move me up the bed. When he finally pulled away again, he was trailing a path of kisses from my neck, over my belly, and down to my pussy. He rested his lips against my swollen clit.

  “I’m burning for you, Nico.” I cried out, feeling impossibly hungry, starving for him to take me over the edge. I wanted him inside me right now, and I widened my legs to give him access.

  “Shhh, little one. I need to get you nice and ripe. I want you swollen, and dripping with need so that when I finally do give you my cock you can take every single inch of me.”

  His words sent a ripple of pleasure through me, and out of instinct I spread my legs even wider, inching my ass closer to his face, wanting him to push me over the brink so I could dine in the pleasure that he promised, and so many others talked highly about.

  I wanted an orgasm, but instead, at the hands or should I say fingers of myself, I wanted to be pleasured from a man, a man wh
o lived to make me come.

  I sucked my bottom lip into my mouth as Nico’s thick finger slipped between my folds. This was wrong, but it was also right.

  “So fucking perfect, and so fucking mine. You know that don’t you?” Nico’s voice demanded an answer.

  I swallowed down the ecstasy that was coursing through me as he slipped a thick finger inside my tight channel. I didn’t answer him though. I couldn’t. My voice was gone, as was my mind. The only thing working at the moment was my thundering heart, my writhing body, and my pulsating core.

  “I’m going to claim your cunt first, but soon after there won’t be a hole on your body that I haven’t claimed with my cock, tongue, or fingers.”

  I tried to stifle the moan that vibrated through me, but I couldn’t. Not while his finger moved in and out of my tightness, my core clenching around the thick digit as he rubbed me in places I’d never felt before.

  “Nico… Oh God…” I moaned his name.

  Fuck. I moaned his name.

  Then as if he knew how hot and ready with need that I was for him, he pushed a second finger inside me, pushing me over the imaginary bridge of pleasure. The two fingers made a crisscrossing motion inside me. “I’m…”

  “That’s right, ride my hand little one. Take what you need from me baby.”

  Nico’s gruff voice weighed heavy with his own desires. Still I followed his order, grinding my pussy against his hand, zings of electrically charged pleasure coursed through me, exiting through my feet. I was floating, my entire body transported into another place. “Heaven…” I purred loudly, melting deeply into his touch.

  My eyes popped open as I felt his moving beneath me, his fingers withdrawing from my pussy. I grumbled at the loss of his touch, and was rewarded with a soft chuckle as he lifted me by the ass, bringing my mound to his face.

  “Wait… What are you doing?” Panic seized me, and I struggled against his hold as he gazed up at me over my wedge.

  He darted his tongue, slipping out over his lips as he flicked the tip of it against my engorged clit. My eyes went wide, as pleasure claimed the panic I had been feeling moments ago.

  The smirk on Nico’s face only grew as his tongue worked faster, an alternation between licking and sucking.

  “Please don’t stop, please don’t stop…” I cried out, my hands threading through his dark locks, and holding him in place while his tongue worked against my bundle of nerves. I had never felt so much pleasure before, so much need and desire for a man’s cock. I wanted Nico, and there was no doubt in my mind that it was the right choice, now that he’d pleasured me with such care—the way I’d never been cared for before.

  He sunk his fingers into my ass, bringing his face deeper into my pussy. I felt his tongue leave my clit, and swirl around just inside my pussy.

  The single movement sent me flying, my legs shaking, and my pussy clenching hard, pounding out in waves like my racing heart. I was floating, flying through the air. Nico was my knight in shining armor and that one person who was there to save me in the end. I didn’t know the man but then I didn’t really need to know him.

  Not if he was caring for me as he promised he would. He treated me as the queen and in return I would treat him as my king.

  When my eyes finally opened again, Nico greeted me with a darkness that burned behind his eyes. He was ready to fuck me, but was I ready to give myself up to him?

  “Are you ready for me little one, for my cock to take your cherry? I was the first to taste your sweet nectar. Now I’ll be the first to pop you…” His body was tense, and he moved his eyes over me, as he stroked his mammoth length.

  “How will you fit, you’re so big, and I’m so small…” I’d be lying if I didn’t say a smidge of anxiety started to form deep in my belly.

  “We will fit baby. In fact, I’m positive were the perfect fit, and you’ll find out just how perfect in a few seconds.”

  Nico soothed my worries away with a soft brush of his hand against my cheek. He looked at me, and touched me like I was a fragile piece of glass, but the longer I thought about the pleasure and care that he could give me, the more I realized I wanted to be taken like a woman. I wanted to be fucked instead of given tender strokes.

  “Please…” I lifted my legs and dug my feet into his ass cheeks, admiring his ripped abs and tight muscles. He was handsome as hell, his skin taut and tan. He was every woman’s Magic Mike fantasy brought to real life.

  “Patience little one. You don’t want me to break you in half do you?” Nico spoke through clenched teeth.

  I could see he was barely holding on as he centered himself at my entrance. I bit into my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood, and shook my head no, even if the thought of him penetrating me with his massive shaft kind of excited me.

  “I just want you. Please, Nico,” I begged unsure of why I wanted or needed the man before me so badly. Something inside me shifted as I felt the head of his cock stretching me. I didn’t just want this man. I needed him, and when he closed his eyes, gritting as he inched forward, I believed he needed me, too.

  “Hold on baby, it’s about to get rough.” Nico announced, before gripping me under the ass, and impaling me with his cock.

  46

  Nico

  There was nothing like Riley, nothing. I’d fucked a lot of women in my day but there was nothing that compared to her warmth, or the way her tiny fingers sunk into my shoulders as I slid into her as deep as I could possibly go. Instead of explaining myself further, I jammed all the words racing inside my head and refused to say out loud into that kiss, hoping like hell she realized how much she meant to me.

  Her pussy took me like a champ, all ten inches fitting snuggly inside her. She squeezed me like a glove, and though the pressure of her pussy clamping down on me was tough, her eagerness to please me gave me more pleasure than I ever expected.

  “Ahhh….” She moaned, pressing her lips against mine.

  She was hungry for me to move inside her, her legs scissoring about my thighs, but I wanted to give her time to adjust to me. It was her first time, and if I wanted to be able to fuck her tomorrow I needed to take it easy on her tonight. Even if I did want to plow in and out of her, owning her pussy like only I could.

  “Ease up Riley, you’re squeezing the fuck out of me.” I grunted, forcing myself to pull out of her tightness a smidge. I pushed back in right away, earning me a sweet purr of approval from Riley. I took in the smirk on her angelic face.

  “I just want you. All of you. Every single inch of you.”

  God, her fucking words set me off like a crazed man, and I’ll be damned if I pulled out of her all the way, slamming back into her to the hilt.

  The air left her lungs in a swoop as her eyes rolled to the back of her head.

  She was an angel, her golden hair fanned across my pillow, the flutter of her lashes tapping her flushed cheek, her arousal slicked around my cock.

  I wanted to sink deeper and deeper into her until I couldn’t breathe anymore. If someone shot me right now, I wouldn’t even care, not after feeling Riley for the first time. “You’re so tight baby, you’re killing me, milking the fuck out my cock. It almost hurts to move in and out of you.” My confession was true, she was clenching so tightly it was almost too painful to move, almost.

  “Feels so good, Nico.”

  I slid in and out of her tight pussy, upping my pace as the tension eased out of her and she nuzzled into me. We were perfect for each other, her channel taking me just like I knew it would.

  “More… More…” Riley pleaded, her nails sinking into my shoulder, urging me to take her harder.

  I sucked in a calming breath, trying to push away my climax. I wanted to take her hard, to feel her moan, and wither beneath me, to feel the air rush from her lungs as I forced her pussy to take all of me.

  In and out.

  Thrust after thrust.

  “You sure want me to fuck you harder? Hard enough that you’ll feel me for days?”

>   “Yes.” She rasped.

  I leaned in, sucking at her throat, feeling her pulse throbbing against my tongue.

  “I want you to fuck me Nico. Take me hard. Fuck me.”

  Her precious mouth had never spoken such a dirty words, and I wondered if I could make it a goal to have her swear more often during sex.

  I pushed the thought away, thrusting my hips forward, causing her body to move up the mattress. If she was going to make it through this, she was going to need to hold on for dear life.

  “I’ll try and be gentle baby, but if it becomes too much just tell me.” I whispered into her ear, before easing out of her. I lifted my upper body away from hers, pulling her hips upwards, so I could watch my cock slip deep inside her.

  There was nothing quiet as erotic as watching yourself take the woman you knew would someday be your wife. The mother of your children.

  “Nico. Fuck…”

  Her lips were bruised from our kisses, and her cheeks were flushed with need. She was more than loving my cock inside her. I licked my lips, swiveled my hips, and thrust inside her once more, my pace upping with every shift of my hips. Riley’s tiny finger nails bit into my skin, and I relished in the feeling, praying I could hold off a little longer, the pleasure, and tightness of her pussy pushing me to no return. Using my thumb, I rubbed small circles against her nub, feeling her shudder beneath me, her entire body convulsing as she shot over the euphoric edge.

  She squeezed my cock like a vice, and I fell apart seconds later, my release shooting to the back of her channel. She was mine now, claimed and carrying my seed inside her. There was nothing that could or ever would take her away from me. I would kill anyone who even tried. “Mine.” I lowered, kissing her lips before I pulled out gently.

  Riley whimpered as I did so.

  I didn’t want to hurt her, not ever. But this was one time where I couldn’t help it. There would be joy and pleasure every day after this when we fucked. I vowed.