Page 26 of Recklessly In Love With A Ruthless Savage

She was dressed in a pretty off the shoulder mermaid gown in lavender and she wore a warm smile on her face. She guided us to the sunroom and my eyes almost bugged out of my skull at what Crew had done to it. Lovely by Billie Eilish & Khalid played softly through the double doors that led out to the all-seasonsroom was a modern-day fairytale complete with soft pink and cream silk canopies with flowers and twinkling lights.

At the back of the room Crew stood with a pastor and his grandfather. He had a fresh line up and he was wearing a handsome tux that was fit for a prince. He was so handsome with his head of thick short curls and haunting gray eyes. At the moment those eyes were burrowing into my soul as he watched me walk into the room with DJ and Timberly walking ahead of us and Tyra walking me down the aisle. I never thought this would be a reality for me after what I went through with Kyle. But Crew had made my dreams come true in less than a few hours. I stood before him in a custom made, cream colored ball gown covered in floral lace. My curls hung down my back with flowers pinned into it attached to my veil that trailed behind me.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here to join these two beautiful people in holy matrimony in front of God, friends and family,” the pastor said as the ceremony started. I stood facing Crew with my eyes welling with tears as I looked into the face of the man that had made my dream of a fairytale wedding come true after one conversation. The pastor's words drifted away as Crew reached over and wiped a single tear off my cheek that had fallen.

“Princess, the pastor needs you to say the words,” he said softly as I realized I had zoned out in the middle of my wedding. Because I was so captivated by my fiancé.

“I do,” I said without hesitation.

“Crew Sanderson do you–” the pastor attempted to say before Crew said with all the confidence in the world,

“I do.” All words were lost as Crew leaned down and kissed me for the first time as my husband. The kiss was so tender it took my breath away. When my head stopped spinning, I could hear the cheers and whistles that came from those few in attendance. But my eyes remained locked on my husband.

Timberly and DJ skipped over to use with black velvet boxes in each of their hands. DJ passed me his box and inside was a gold wedding band with designs etched into it that resembled Crew’s tattoos. We faced each other after the kids scurried off. When the pastor instructed us to exchange rings, Crew stepped forward and placed the most beautiful ring I had ever seen on my finger. It was a ten-carat cushion cut engagement ring and wedding band set. Both rings had diamonds around the entire band and gleamed as he slid them on my ring finger. Followed by a kiss on my hand.

“I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Crew Keron Sanderson,” the pastor announced, and Timberly came barreling toward us wrapping her short arms around our legs. My heart was full to bursting with emotions as my daughter hugged me and my new husband. We posed for pictures before having dinner with his family and friends that Crew’s grandfather had catered for the occasion. We had a great time. It almost made me forget the threats I had received from Kyle and his sister earlier today.

“I’m taking Timberly with me tonight so you can spend some time with your husband and work on making another one,” Tyra joked as she got the kids ready to leave with her.

“Whatever. Thanks Tyra, for everything,” I said, hugging her.

“I appreciate you coming to be a part of this at such short notice,” Crew told her.

“No problem, anything for my girl. Make sure you treat her right. I would hate to hurt you,” she said threatening Crew with a smile.

“Goodnight you two. Be Good. I’ll bring Timber back tomorrow afternoon. I’ll call you when I’m on my way,” she said, heading out the door with Crew’s driver, who had been eyeing her the whole night. It was around midnight before everyone left me and Crew alone.

“What now?” I asked as we stood in the foyer after Janelle and Del and Pops left.

“Come here, Princess,” he said smoothly as he removed his tux jacket and rolled his shirt up his elbows. I walked over and stopped in front of him.

“Turn around,” he ordered. My breathing picked up as I waited for my next order.

I felt his hands on me as he took off my gown placing kisses over my back and hips as it pooled at my feet. I stood there in nothing but my lace bra and matching thong until he removed them as well. He turned me around to face him and his gaze traveled up and down my body. He rushed me like a lion hunting its prey, lifting me up and wrapping my legs around his waist.

“I need you now. But I want you in our bed the first time as my wife,” he said, carrying me upstairs to our room. Our bedroom was at least two sizes bigger than my bedroom in my home. He walked me over to a large bed in the center of the room and set me down on it.

“Undress me,” Crew instructed me.

I did as I was told and helped him out of his clothing until he was standing naked before me. I licked my lips, desperate to taste every part of my husband. The tattoos that covered his body only added to the perfection that was Crew Sanderson. He stalked toward me, pushing me back on the bed. He pulled me down until my hips were almost hanging off the edge of the bed. From what I had experienced with Crew so far, I knew that I was in for the ride of my life.

CHAPTER 12

Crew

Itrailed kisses down Nova’s neck, biting and sucking as I made my way to her breasts. Her head fell back in ecstasy as I took one of her stiff nipples in my mouth lightly biting down on it. I watched her reaction as I licked the sensitive pebbles, soothing the pain that I had just caused. Her moans echoed in my mind each time she was near me. I released her breasts and moved lower to my favorite place.

“Tell me what you want from me, Princess,” I commanded her.

“I want you to use me, Sir,” she said, making my dick jump.

Everything about my wife was sexy and if she needed me to use her like my own personal slut I would each and every time. I got on my knees to get a better view of my wife's pretty pussy. Pushing her legs back to open her up for me. The first taste of my wife had me about to nut already and I hadn’t even got started. I felt her clenching around my tongue as I pushed it deep into her. She bucked her hips against my face the more I feasted.

“Oh yes, don’t stop,” she screamed, digging her nails into my scalp.

Releasing her legs I placed them on my shoulders and continued to eat her alive. The taste and smell of my wife wasintoxicating. It made me ravenous as I latched on to her clit and tried to suck her soul from her body. I pushed a finger into her, making sure to curve it to hit her G-spot. Her body shook violently as she squirted all over my face, neck, and hand. I came up for air and stood up with my dick in my hand.

“I’m going to use you until you pass out but first I need to feel your lips wrapped around my dick.

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