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.

body temperature, everything about her was

like a person who had been

a deep breath and brushed her long hair to

seeped into the room through gaps in the curtains and

her eyes in a daze, David was no

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding

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

arm seemed to hurt more after last

over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart.

to stand up with her weak and sore body but

more

as if she

and stood up

saw Rachel struggling to stand and

glanced at him resentfully.

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

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

David felt a little guilty and

say that!”

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

helped Rachel lie back

he leaned over, the marks on his neck were

on his skin, three neat scratch marks.

glanced at the marks on his chest and sucked

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole for

clothes and let me take a

mind immediately tensed up. “What do

afraid of David

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

noble, as if he didn’t care about worldly things, but last night. he seemed like he had gone mad, wanting nothing more than pound her

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

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