72. No Time to Explain

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• Saving My Rejected Mate   82. Addictive

  Mason held her tightly, guiding her rhythm with unwavering strength. Each movement against him sent waves of heat through her, the pressure building deep inside her core. It was rising, coiling, begging to break free.He felt it too—her body responding to him, clenching with need. 'She’s close,' he thought, his jaw tightening as he focused on keeping their rhythm steady, drawing it out just enough to make the climax even sweeter.“Ahh… Mason… d-don’t stop… please, just like that…” Aria’s voice was breathless, pleading, raw with desperation—and Mason reveled in it.“I’ve got you,” he whispered, grounding her in his arms as she began to unfold.

• Saving My Rejected Mate   81. Raw and Primal

  Aria kissed Mason one last time—deep, lingering, full of unspoken desire—before slipping off the table and sinking to her knees in front of him. Her eyes locked with his, steady and daring, as she leaned forward and parted her lips.Her tongue flicked out, slowly, tasting the drop of pre-cum glistening at the tip of his hardness.That single touch made Mason’s breath hitch, a sharp gasp tearing from his throat.“Shit…” he groaned, barely holding himself together as Aria took him into her mouth, inch by inch, her warmth enveloping him in a way that sent shivers racing down his spine.She took his not-so-average length as much as she could, and he could tell she was trying&md

• Saving My Rejected Mate   80. All of You

  Aria instinctively stepped back—Mason was too close, and with him being shirtless, his body heat radiated toward her like fire. “W-What do I feel about y-you?” she stammered, taking another cautious step back.But with every step she took, Mason advanced, closing the space between them until her back met the edge of the wooden dining table.“Yes,” he said, unwavering. “I want to know how you feel about me.”“I-I’m not sure what you mean…” she said, feigning confusion, hoping he’d let it go.But Mason wasn’t backing down. “Aria, come on. Let’s not pretend. We’re both adults. And whether you admit it or not, I know you fee

• Saving My Rejected Mate   79. No One Will Hear Us

  Aria met Mason’s gaze, and what she saw in his eyes stopped her breath. They were filled with longing, unspoken words, and a quiet kind of loneliness that clung to him like fog. She parted her lips, as if to speak, but no words came out. Then she closed them again.A part of her wanted to stay. Desperately.But another part—the guarded, wounded part—screamed at her to leave. She couldn’t afford to get attached. Not when Mason could still meet his true mate at any moment. And when that happens, she’d only be left behind, shattered all over again.Before either of them could make a choice, the sound of voices drifted through the night—getting louder. Familiar.Cecil and Julian.

• Saving My Rejected Mate   78. Don’t Go

  Mason dropped to his knees beside Aria, his breath caught in his throat. Without hesitation, he scooped her upper body off the cold sand, heart thundering in his chest like a war drum.“Aria—!”But before he could finish the thought, her eyelids fluttered open.“Hey! What the—!” she gasped, startled. Her expression twisted in confusion before softening into concern at the sight of his panic-stricken face. “Mason? Are you okay?”His eyes locked onto hers, and relief crashed into him like a tidal wave. “You’re okay…” he whispered, then pulled her tightly into his arms without thinking. “Thank the goddess. You’re okay.”

• Saving My Rejected Mate   77. Suffocating Aura

  Aria and Cecil spent the rest of the day packing up their things from the main villa and unpacking again at the guest villa. It was already dark when they finally finished sorting their boxes.To their surprise, the guest villa was far more luxurious than they had expected.“This isn’t a guesthouse. This is a private paradise,” Cecil said with wide eyes, twirling once in the middle of the spacious living area.The place had three expansive bedrooms and four full baths, each with elegant, modern fixtures. The master suite stood apart from the other two rooms for privacy, and the villa’s open-concept layout made the entire place feel like it breathed with the ocean.Floor-to-ceiling windo