Betrayal At The Altar

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 proud cool

who had been poisoned, wanting to

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

into the room through gaps in the curtains and stretched across the

eyes in a daze, David was no longer in the

aura, seemingly reminding her of the passionate scene

flushed face and slowly got out of bed. Every joint in her body was sore, and she couldn’t help but gasp for

seemed to hurt

Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had said it was the

but her legs gave

more tiring

ached as if she had been dragged

took a deep breath and stood up again with trembling

struggling to stand and quickly went

glanced at him resentfully.

been keeping

out why she was in such a sorry state after

little guilty and touched his nose. “You worked hard

say that!” Rachel

gave a slight smirk, his palm resting on her slender

back down onto

over, the marks on his neck were

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

marks on his chest and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched

fox.”

widened in

She shouldn’t have asked!

a

off your clothes and let me take

tensed up. “What

afraid of

afraid of the beast in hum

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

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

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