Betrayal At the Altar by Dolores Delia

Chapter 612

Rachel Grey raised her hand and pushed lightly, tilting her neck slightly upward. “David Jones, that’s enough…”

The little bit of strength she had was completely ineffective, and instead conveyed a sense of yielding.

David Jones coaxed her with his voice, “Good girl. Just one last time.”

Hearing this, Rachel could not help but sneer inwardly.

He had said the same thing so many times tonight.

Sure enough, a man’s words are only good as his actions!

In the end, Rachel was exhausted and fainted completely.

David gently kissed her forehead, his movements gentle and sincere, as if he wanted to

pour

all his gentleness into it.

He carefully lifted Rachel up as if she were made of glass, and walked steadily towards the bathroom.

The water temperature in the bathroom covered her exhausted body, causing her slightly furrowed brow to relax and a soft moan to escape her throat, “Mm…”

However, her usually cool voice was tinged with a hint of h*arseness, as if it had been ravaged by a violent storm.

David stirred the water and gently wiped her body, looking at the marks all over her body with a slight frown.

He knew that he had gone a little too far tonight.

He was never a rigid and conservative person. He knew what would happen if Rachel and Louis Smith were together for three years, and even wondered how far they had progressed before entering into marriage.

Therefore, David never held a grudge against Rachel for everything that had happened.

before.

But when he broke through that barrier, the shock and joy in his heart had already drowned. out his remaining rationality.

Especially when he saw Rachel’s passionate appearance, how could he maintain his sober rationality?

Everything started from instinct.

about her was

like a person who had been poisoned, wanting to

long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss

dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually landing on

eyes in a daze, David

filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene from the

bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help but

make matters worse, her arm seemed to hurt more after

could not help but curse silently in

her weak and sore body but her legs gave in

could this be more tiring than physical

as if

took a deep breath and stood up again

are you up?” When David saw Rachel struggling to

at him resentfully.

did not eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all

out why she was in such a sorry state after last night’s events, while David seemed completely

a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard

that!” Rachel

his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I won’t

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

over, the marks on his neck

touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were

marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole for

let

tensed up. “What do you

afraid of David

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast

he looked so aloof and noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night.

beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.” He didn’t need to look to

were flushed with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll do