Being with Mythic like that, spending all day on the beach, drinking, talking…it felt more intense. Like something had shifted between us—something real and final—and I couldn’t get enough of him. All I could think about was feeling him inside of me. I was pulled to him, couldn’t keep my hands off him if I tried. I grabbed his hand and led him over to one of the beach chairs, sitting him down before I climbed onto his lap.
I didn’t even think twice about it. The moment felt too right. His skin was still damp from the shower and warm under my touch. Everything about him just made me want more. My lips found him, and that was it. We were lost in each other as we became tangled up in the passion, heat, and connection that felt like it had been building all day.
His eyes remained locked onto mine, and I couldn’t look away, even if I wanted to. It was like he had me under a spell, completely frozen in that moment. Every inch of me felt drawn to him, like nothing else existed but the space between us.
Then, he said, “I’m so in love with you, Avi.” Though I heard him say it before, those words hit me deeper in this moment. I had never heard them spoken to me with so much meaning, so much weight behind them. It wasn’t just something he said—it was like he was pouring his whole soul into those three words, and I felt it in every part of me.
I melted all over him. My center flooded his rod as I bounced slowly on it. “I love you too, Mythic.”
MYTHIC GREY
It had only been two days on this private island, but I was already addicted to the peace it offered. There was no looking over my shoulder or worrying about the streets. It was just me and Aviana living in the moment.
Over the last two days, I made it my mission to show Aviana a side of life that felt miles away from the mayhem we both had been going through. We started our mornings with breakfast on the balcony while the sun rose. We’d sit there, laughing and teasing each other with the sounds of the ocean creating a calming soundtrack to our morning. One afternoon, I took her for a private boat ride. We anchored the boat in a secluded cove and swam while exploring it. I watched her face light up as she dove into the water, carefree and glowing, and it filled me with pride to see her truly enjoying herself after weeks of sadness.
In the evenings, I set up a romantic dinner under the stars, complete with candles and the sound of waves lapping against the shore. I wanted to create an atmosphere where she could forget everything, even if just for a moment. We shared our dreams and fears over Belizean food. The connection between us grew deeper with every passing hour. After dinner, we strolled along the beach, and I pulled her close as we gazed up at the stars. Each moment with her was a reminder of what I had been missing, and I made it my goal to make her feel cherished and loved in every way possible.
This morning, I let her sleep in since I had been keeping her busy fucking her all over the island. I stood at the edge of the pool outside our private villa with the morning sun warming my dark skin. The sound of the water lapping gently against the side of the pool was a soothing background to my conversation with Taye.
“Shit is getting real with the Urban Enforcers. Fury’s girlfriend got caught in a shootout last night. She didn’t make it.”
“Damn. That’s rough,” I replied, pushing off the edge of the pool and beginning to pace.
“I’m worried he might try to rob us. He’s desperate, and you know how these guys get when they lose someone close to them. They lash out.” Taye paused and took a deep, anxious breath. “I don’t want him coming for you.”
I smirked a little. “I appreciate your concern, but I’ve got our security team on high alert. You know they’re like hawks, man. Plus, the warehouse is well hidden. If Fury thinks he can pull something, he’s in for a rude awakening.”
“Just watch your back, ah ight? You know how these streets are. Desperation makes people do crazy shit.”
“I feel you. But we’re good. That motherfucka isn’t clever enough to get past our team.”
As Taye wrapped up the call, I walked toward the villa. The moment I entered, I was met by the sheer luxury of the place. It was massive, with high ceilings and floor-to-ceiling windows that let in the sunlight. The living room flowed into the dining area. It was decorated with dope, luxurious furnishings and decor. It was extravagant as hell, almost too much for just the two of us.
As I made my way through the villa, the aroma of breakfast wafted through the air, leading me to the kitchen. The private chef was hard at work, cooking up a storm. He glanced up at me and gave me a nod with a friendly smile before turning back to the sizzling pans. Just then, Aviana emerged from the hallway. She looked like a vision even in her sleepy state. Her hair was a tousled mess, falling perfectly around her face, and she wore a silky, short robe that barely covered the beautiful curves I couldn’t get enough of. I felt my breath catch for a moment, admiring how effortlesslystunning she looked. She rubbed her eyes, still waking up, and in that instant, I knew that this was exactly where I wanted to be—right beside her, in this slice of paradise.
I walked over to where she was leaning against the kitchen counter.
“Buenos días,”she greeted the cook.
He turned toward her, smiling.“Buenos días.”
I gently took her hand and led her toward the patio door.
“Where are we going?” she sleepily mumbled.
“Just follow me.”
I led her out to the balcony where we had been spending most of our mornings. Without saying a word, I pulled a small speaker from my pocket and connected it to my phone. I found a song that always took her back to simpler times, back when we were young and the world wasn’t as complicated. As the first few notes played, I watched her eyes light up as a small smile curved her lips.
“May I have this dance?” I asked, taking her hand in mine.
She laughed softly, nodding as I pulled her closer. We started to sway gently to the rhythm. My arms wrapped around her, holding her like I never wanted to let go. I whispered the lyrics in her ear, just loud enough for her to hear, and I felt her relax completely in my arms. It was just us, moving slowly under the morning sun with the sound of waves crashing in the background.
I held her tighter, resting my forehead against hers. “I’m gonna make sure you feel like this every day, Avi—safe, loved, and appreciated…like the queen you are.”
She looked up at me, her eyes shining, and I knew right then that this was real, and I was going to do whatever it took to keep her feeling like this, like she was my everything. Because she was.
DAMAR SCOTT
