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.

her was magnified

a person who had been

deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of

was early in the morning. The dappled sunlight seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the expensive wool carpet, eventually landing

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

seemingly reminding her of the

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

matters worse, her arm seemed

silently in her heart. The man had

and sore body but her legs gave in and

this be more tiring than physical

back and waist ached as if she had been dragged for

a deep breath and stood up again

David saw Rachel struggling to stand and quickly went over to

him resentfully.

much last night, plus David had been keeping her up

a

little guilty

say that!” Rachel scolded

smirk, his palm resting on her

helped Rachel lie back down onto the

over, the marks on his

Rachel’s fingertips lightly touched the marks on his skin, three neat scratch marks.

at the marks on his chest and

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a hole

clothes and let me take a look,”

mind immediately tensed up. “What do you

really afraid

precise, she was afraid of the beast

but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more than

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

tomato, as