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.

was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

a person who had been poisoned, wanting to desperately

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

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

Rachel opened her eyes in a daze, David was no longer in the

was filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding

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

seemed to hurt more

not help but curse silently in her heart. The

tried to stand up with her weak and sore body but

this be more

waist ached as if she had been dragged

and stood up again with trembling

are you up?” When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

glanced at him resentfully. “I’m

eat much last night, plus David had been keeping her up all night, and now

such a sorry state after

resentful gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched

that!”

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

helped Rachel lie back down

he leaned over, the marks on his neck were

marks on his skin, three neat scratch

on his chest and sucked on her earlobe.

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole for

your clothes and let me take a

tensed up. “What do you want

really afraid of David

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast in hum

last

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

flushed with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from