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 infinitely, shattering his once

had been poisoned, wanting to desperately obtain

a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to kiss her lips.

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

eyes in a daze, David was no longer

filled with a faint ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene

bed. Every joint in her body was

seemed to hurt more after last

all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the last time, but it happened again and

and sore body but her legs gave in and

this be more tiring than physical

waist ached as if she had been dragged

breath and stood up

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

him resentfully.

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

she was in such a sorry state after last night’s

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

that!” Rachel

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

helped Rachel lie back down

he leaned over, the marks on his neck were

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

at the marks on his chest and

fox.”

widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

digging a hole for

let me take a

immediately tensed up. “What do you want

afraid of

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

last night. he seemed like he had gone

wary of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an

were flushed with a deep crimson hue, like a ripe tomato, as she s*atched the ointment from his hand and said, “I’ll do it