"I don't like anything." The words reverberated in her. She refused to accept them as truth, however. He did like a great many thing. Even if it was liking something others would hate. He had enjoyment in life even if it wasn't socially acceptable.
But then she froze in her movements when he said he loved her. Those were words they hadn't truly covered between them before, had it? Love. Bellatrix knew that she wanted Rodolphus above any other. She knew that she could be his ride or die. They would be on train to hell but they'd be there together. But love?
Her dark eyes darted to his but any words on the matter were ripped from her just like the lace was ripped from her body. She gasped as it bared more of the alabaster skin than what she was showing before. Though this was anything but a traditional wedding. Her husband had already explored all of her body and skin before they were married.
She liked that he knew her and still wanted her after.
Bella only struggled for fun. She ground against him and held on a little longer as he pulled away, leaving her tied to the bed. Her body quivered in anticipation as she stared up at him with parted lips, her tongue running along the crimson hue.