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 body temperature, everything about her was magnified infinitely,

person who had been poisoned,

mind, David took a deep breath and brushed her long hair to one side of her shoulder, leaning down to

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

a daze, David was no longer in the

ambiguous aura, seemingly reminding her of

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

matters worse, her arm seemed to

clothes s*attered all over the ground, Rachel could not help but curse silently in her heart. The man had

but her legs gave in and she fell back

this be more tiring than

waist ached as if she had

deep breath and stood up again with trembling

you up?” When David saw Rachel struggling to stand and

glanced at him

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

she was in such a sorry state after

gaze, David felt a little guilty and touched

say that!” Rachel

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

back down

he leaned over, the marks on his

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

and sucked on her earlobe. “Scratched by

fox.”

eyes widened

She shouldn’t have asked!

she digging a hole

off your clothes and let me take a look,”

immediately tensed up. “What do

was really afraid of

precise, she was afraid of the beast in hum that

so aloof and 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 into

of liimself, like she was watching a wild beast. Silently, he took out an ointment from his pocket and said, “Put this on.”

a ripe tomato, as