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.

temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely, shattering his once proud cool

person who had been poisoned, wanting

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

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

opened her eyes in a daze, David was no longer

a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly

Every joint

worse, her arm seemed to hurt more after last

could not help but curse silently in

sore body but her legs gave in and she fell back onto the

could this be more tiring than

back and waist ached as if she had been dragged

and stood up again with

saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over

glanced at him resentfully. “I’m

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

such a sorry state after last night’s events, while David seemed

gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard last

say that!” Rachel

gave a slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender waist. “Okay, I

back down

leaned over, the marks on his neck were

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

the marks on his chest and sucked on

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole for

clothes and let me take a look,” David

immediately tensed up. “What do you

afraid of

precise, she was afraid of the beast in hum that was

care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more

her with a gaze that was wary of liimself, like 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 where

ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll