CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE: Consumated

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JUDE'S POV

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F*ck," I cursed softly when I saw Bella in a barely-there lingerie. She looked absolutely stunning, and it took every ounce of my self-control not to lose it right then and there. The sheer red fabric hugged her curves perfectly, leaving little to the imagination and igniting a fire inside me.

I walked closer to her, my eyes never leaving hers. "Princess, what are you doing," I murmured, my voice thick with desire. I could see a mix of nervousness and anticipation in her eyes, and it made me love her even more.

"I wanted tonight to be special," she said softly, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink.

I gently cupped her face in my hands, leaning in to kiss her tenderly. "Every moment with you is special, princess," I whispered against her lips. "Tonight, especially so."

She smiled, and I could see the tension melting away from her shoulders. I wanted her to feel safe, cherished, and loved. I pulled back slightly, taking a moment to admire her before wrapping my arms around her waist and pulling her close.

As our bodies pressed together, the heat between us was undeniable. I let my hands roam over her back, feeling the smoothness of the fabric and the softness of her skin beneath it. She shivered in my embrace, her breath hitching as my fingers traced the curve of her spine.

"Bella," I breathed, my lips brushing against her ear. "Tonight is just the beginning of our forever. I promise to love you with everything I have, every single day."

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with love and trust. "I believe you, Jude," she whispered. "And I promise the same."

With that, I lifted her into my arms and carried her to the bed. Laying her down gently, I took a moment to savor the sight of her, my beautiful wife, waiting for me. The room was filled with a soft glow, casting a warm light over her and making her look even more ethereal.

As I joined her on the bed, the intimacy of the moment felt almost overwhelming.

I leaned in and pressed a gentle kiss to her forehead, then to each cheek, and finally to her lips. Each kiss was a silent promise of my love and devotion. My hands moved slowly, caressing her shoulders and tracing down her arms, feeling the softness of her skin beneath my fingertips. I wanted to take my time, to make this moment unforgettable for both of us.

She responded to my touch, her hands exploring my body with a mix of curiosity and desire. There was a sweet innocence in her actions, and it made my heart swell with even more love for her. Our lips met again in a deep kiss, our breaths mingling as our passion grew.

"Are you okay?" I whispered against her lips, my voice full of concern and love.

She nodded, her eyes shining with a mix of emotions. "Yes. I'm more than okay."

With her reassurance, I let my hands glide down her sides, feeling the soft fabric of the lingerie before gently slipping it off her. Bella's breath hitched, and I could feel her heart racing against my chest. I leaned down to kiss her neck, trailing my lips along her collarbone and down to the delicate curve of her shoulder. She shivered beneath my touch, her fingers digging slightly into my back.

As I continued to kiss and caress her, her hands roamed over my back, exploring the contours of my muscles. The connection between us felt electric, a current of love and desire flowing freely. I wanted to savor every second, to make her feel cherished and adored.

"Princess," I whispered, my lips brushing against her ear. "You are so beautiful, so fucking beautiful."

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with love and trust.
"I love you ," I added, my voice thick with emotion. "More than words can express."

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