Novels by B.E Belle

Estelle~Rowan circled my clit again and again and then I was doing exactly as he commanded, coming so hard I screamed. He shoved the phone into my hand and bent me over the counter. I had just enough control to keep it pointed at the mirror as he grabbed my hips and drove into me, so much harder than he had earlier. Deeper.“That’s right, Estelle. I’m going to fill you up and I don’t give a fuck if you’re on birth control because you’re going to take it like a good girl.”Holy shit.“Yes,” I moaned. “Yes! Do it.”He ground into me and then he was coming, his expression downright agonized. A few final pumps, and Rowan reached over to turn off the video. This time there was no gentle aftercare, though. He picked me up and hauled me out to the main living area where he dumped me on the couch. His cock was still half hard, and he fed it into my pussy and yanked his shirt over his head.“It’s not enough.”His frenzy infected me and I arched up to run my hands up his stomach and chest. “

Estelle~Rowan reappeared a few minutes later with a warm wet washcloth in his hand. He cleaned me up carefully and then gathered me into his arms and resumed his seat with me in his lap. “That got a little out of control,” Rowan finally said.I lifted my head and looked at him. “You have a virgin kink. Who knew?”He held my gaze. “I’m rapidly coming to realize I have an Estelle kink.”My whole body went hot and my mind veered into static. “What?” Surely he hadn’t said what I thought he just said. I could not handle any non-roleplaying talk that hinted at any kind of permanence. When it came down to it, Rowan had only spent a few weeks with me at fifteen that I barely remembered and three nights since. If he had wanted to be in my life, he would have come around more.He hadn’t.Tonight was about letting go, not about starting something new. I couldn’t afford to forget that.“On to the next.”“Estelle.”I held up a hand. “Look, if you want to talk about anything that isn’t fucking

Estelle`~I never gave a shit about virginity, and I lost my faith the day I lost my parents so it didn't really matter.The first time I had sex was with a random guy, who'd been nice to me before I turned nineteen. He was pretty much more nervous than I was and we did try dating but it didn't work out so we split mutually.So yes, I didn't exactly believe that having sex automatically linked you to someone for life.But sitting there, playing out that fantasy with Rowan, it felt particularly sexy to lean into those stereotypes, to put far more importance on my imaginary virginity than I ever did on the real thing.Rowan kissed my neck almost furiously. “I should take you to bed. Should lay you down and touch you gently and treat you the way virgins should be treated.”My breath caught in my throat. “But you’re not going to?” I sounded far too hopeful, but I couldn’t help it. Yes, a little voice inside me chimed. Yes, make it dirtier. Treat me like your special little slut. The trut

Estelle`~I checked myself out in the mirror, I had changed to a bikini identical to the one from Ibiza. The back was cut narrow leaving most of my ass exposed. And the triangles of the top were laughably small, barely large enough to keep my breasts contained and cover my nipples.I dragged my hands through my hair a few times, messing up my careful curls. I grabbed a tiny bottle of tequila, a sliced lime, and a small container of salt to complete it. I took a slow breath, straightened my posture and exited the bathroom. But Rowan wasn't in the bedroom which was no shocker to reenact this moment we needed to be in the sitting area.My nerves wrecked a lot as I walked through the hotel room.What the fuck was I doing?I agree I had this fantasy but also I never was in charge even then and I had forgotten to outline what exactly I wanted to happen. But again, I didn't know that either. I just wanted to have a body-shot and come on his cock. By the time I got to the main area of the

Estelle~“I should be asking you if you're dating someone but I don't give a shit. Tonight you're mine and I need you to say it, Estelle.”Truthfully, I wasn't dating anyone and wasn't interested in being with anyone who saw only shallow bits of me. “I’m yours tonight.”“I know.” He considered me. “Well, lady. It’s time to put that naughty mouth to good use.”Finally I reached for the front of his jeans with shaking hands, my eyes glazed with heavy desire.I pulled down his zipper, pulling his jeans over his hips. I started to push them down further but he shook his head.“That’s good enough.”His need to remain clothed made me restless, I couldn't tell if that was a good thing or a bad thing. But it made my body squirm with need, I had never been rejected or denied if something I wanted and this made me want more.I wanted to disobey and strip us both down, and have as much of my skin pressed up against his skin. I was touch starved and crazed for him and he knows it, he knew how

Estelle~Slowly my body stopped shaking and only then did he loosen his grip around me.“You good?”It took more effort than it should have to snap out of it and reply anything other than more please. I snorted.“As if a little spanking would be enough to put me out. That’s barely foreplay.”“That was foreplay, lady.” Rowan cleared his throat. “Now, will your legs hold, or do I need to carry you?”That got me moving. I was made of sterner stuff than to be taken out by a little finger banging and spanking.“I’m fine.” I pushed off his lap, and my knees almost made a liar out of me. My legs shook, but I managed to keep my feet. I very carefully didn’t look at him, because if he was laughing at me, I might have done something stupid.But Rowan hadn’t moved from his spot on the chair. He watched me out of his dark eyes, all amusement gone from his face.“Look at you, Estelle. It’s like you were put here on this earth solely to tempt me.”His gaze coasted over me, lingering on my face and

Leni I’m not saying I tried to bankrupt Dusan, but if his account happened to lose a few millions as I strutted out of Louis Vuitton with a smug smile and eight shopping bags? Well that sounded like a him problem. God, it felt so good to spend his money. Was it petty? Maybe but necessary? Absofuckinglutely. I hadn’t even planned to do it but after he stood me up in the morning, with no calls or texts I decided to take a walk, just escaping reality. Trying to find my stability. And then viola, the boutique stood right next to me calling out my name and I’d be stupid not to answer the calls. The moment I stepped into the next one, Chanel this time I felt the cool wave of his anger hit me. Two sales associates glanced over sizing me of maybe checking my pockets. Perfect. I slipped between racks of clothes, trailing my fingers along seams that probably cost more than my first car. I wasn't even in need of anything specific, I just wanted to splurge on his money. I wa

DusanI watched the body closely, before turning back to Viktor.Whoever did this had an agenda against us, and doesn't mind being on the receiving end.“Who else was on patrol duty?”Viktor went silent, and I repeated my question.“Who else was on patrol duty?” “Nobody, most of the guards moved to your uncle’s territory. Fucking ublyudok. I was about to call my uncle when something glinted under the hem of Kirill’s jacket.“Wait.” Viktor froze mid-step. I crouched and peeled back the edge of the coat, revealing a burner phone tucked just under the waistband of his jeans.I glanced at Viktor, and it was not his.The screen was cracked but still functional.A message popped up immediately after I turned it on.Unknown number:Imagine losing all your trustees due to your negligence, Dusan.I stared at it blankly. The text was timestamped exactly an hour ago, before I left the hotel and before Viktor’s text came in.Which meant“Someone tipped us off,” I muttered, and we were still

Dusan“No.” There was no use thinking about my answer, divorcing Leni isn't an option.“What do you mean by no?” I pulled the office chair out and took a seat, watching my wife breathe out in anger.“It means we won’t be getting a divorce, not now, not ever.”She let out a scream of frustration, pulling her hair. I tried to hold back the laugh forming in my chest, but it was futile.“You think this is funny? She asked with her hand folded across her chest.She looked cute when angry, if not beautiful.“I didn’t say so, but you, Zhena. You look extremely beautiful when riled up.”“I guess I will look even more beautiful six feet under, right?”Eta zhenshchina okhotitsya za moyey dushoy, i ona znayet, kak yeye zapoluchit'. My hands gripped the arms of the chair tightly, almost ripping it out.I stood to my feet, stalking towards her while still giving her the space to run away.I didn’t want her to look at me the same way she did a few minutes ago.She keeps giving me reasons to want

Leni Blood drained completely from my face as Dusan turned towards me, rage burning in his eyes. “I didn't plan to be invisible, husband.” God, Leni think before you speak. Dusan walked over to my side of the bed, towering over me, “Well you should have, Zhena. Do you know the danger you just put yourself in?” I avoided his burning gaze, not because I felt remorse but because those were Mama's words when I walked into the study that night. “I think you forget that the moment we met my life hasn't been safe. I got attacked, nearly assaulted and got arrested for defending myself. You think this has been a fun fair for me?” I scoffed, climbing off the bed from the other side. “Zhena, I understand you feel I am the danger but right now I am your only ally.” Ally, he's right. I am in a country where I know no one, he's my only ally and still my sworn enemy. I could feel his eyes on me and I made the mistake of looking up at him. I was met with his grey-green eyes, but fucking h

LeniKnowing Dusan, if I didn't open up he'd break the door down and walk right in.I sighed opening the door, knowing this was a lost cause. It wasn't even halfway open before he stormed inside, drenched, furious and beyond pissed.Milo scampered underneath the duvet with a startled yowl like he too knew well that this was danger.Dusan paced around the room then turned to me with an annoyed look. “You ran.” his voice came out sharp. “You ran from me?” My robe tightened instinctively around my body. I hadn’t even said a word yet. He stepped closer, jaw clenched. His shirt stuck to him like a second skin, hair dripping water down his temples, but none of that dulled the heat in his eyes. “Do you have any idea what could’ve happened to you out there?” he whispered. “You think the streets are safer than my house? Than me?”I couldn't hold it any longer and a dark bitter laugh escaped my mouth. “Safer than being locked in a room like a dog?” “Yeah. Actually.” His jaw ticked. “Y

Leni Jerk. A fucking jerk. What was I thinking? How did I let myself get into this situation in the first place, I got married to a creaking monster and I fucking fell in love with me. What did it think this was? Beauty and the beast? Running headfirst into him like he was some kind of twisted savior from my father. And for what? So he could lock me up like a well-fed prisoner? I paced the room barefoot, ignoring the food tray by the door like it insulted me personally. I had actually tried to eat but it was futile, it tasted too raw and the urge to let Dusan choke on his guilt when he finds out im starving made me shiver in delight. God, Leni. You’re a fool. I actually believed him, believed the texts his eyes. How did I miss that this was all a ploy to get my guard down so he can have the upper hand over my father. Three days away from the world and my work, my co workers probably think I am on a trip with mystery man. My hands shook as I shoved the tray away with the sid