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.

everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his

was like a person who had

this in mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips.

morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched

her eyes in a daze, David was no longer in

faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her

bed. Every joint in her body

her arm seemed

clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said

but her legs

could this be more

back and waist ached as if she had been

took a deep breath and stood up

Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to support

glanced at him

not eat much last night, plus David had been keeping

could not figure out why she was in such a sorry

resentful gaze, David felt a little guilty and

that!”

his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

Rachel lie back down

over, the marks on his neck were

the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks. “Were you scratched by a

his chest and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole for

and let me take a look,”

immediately tensed up. “What do

really afraid of

to be precise, she was afraid of the beast in

things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad,

watched her with a gaze that was wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an

ripe tomato, as she s*atched