Invisible String - Jake Sully

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"Ma Jake," she whispered, her cheeks flush and eyes watery from the love and pleasure she took from him greedily. She reached back behind her head, trying to find her kuru before bringing it in front of him. She was giving him her life to him on a silver platter, "take me, make me yours in front of Eywa, bond with me until the end of eternity, for death couldn't keep us apart even if it wanted to," she smiled, tears falling from the corner of her eyes, her tone was soft and unguarded.

Jake's breath hitched, he was so lucky that the woman in front of him chose him as her mate. Emotion ran through every single nerve he had in his body, he was overwhelmed by their love, and he would do anything for the woman in front of him, kiss the ground she walked on and thank her every time she opened her eyes.

Jake grinned. He brought his head down and nuzzled it on the crook of her neck, trying to hide the blush on his cheeks because of his romantic mate, "when you said something cute like that, it made me want to ravish you more, my mate," he grinned, his breath tickled the woman's neck.

Tawn giggled at him. She knew he didn't want her to see him getting flustered, "then ravish me, make me yours, Jake," she whimpered.

Jake nodded, he slightly pulled away from her, looking down at the exposed tendrils in her hand. He reached back at his kuru and brought it closer to her. He mentally prepared himself since it had been a while since he formed a tsaheylu with someone. The act was once reserved for Neytiri, and now here he was, ready to feel it again with the woman he was convinced was his gift from Neytiri and Eywa.

He brought them closer and watched as the tendrils reached out frantically to one another as if they were yearning for this. For them to be finally bonded.

The both of them closed their eyes and gasped at the bond, she could feel him, all his emotions, and he could feel hers.

When they finally settled down and opened their eyes, Jake pounced on her, kissing her more intensely and feverishly. Tawn moaned in his mouth. She could feel his tongue inside her mouth, battling with her tongue.

Her hand moved down to remove his loincloth while his hand moved towards her intimate area.

Tawn let out a loud moan when he touched her soft bundle of nerves with his calloused fingers. The roughness of it lit up a fire inside of her. She was so consumed with her pleasure she didn't feel the heaviness resting on her stomach.

Tawn felt Jake's finger prod her opening, wetting them with her sweet nectar before gently pushing it inside her. Tawn mewled against his mouth, her lower body rising at the strange yet pleasurable feeling inside her.

"You are going to be the death of me," he whispered, pumping his finger in and out of her.

Tawn groaned. She needed more, "Jake, more please."

Jake smirked and did as she told. He added another finger, slowly stretching her out to prepare her for his big friend.

Jake pulled away from her lips, watching her writhe under him. Seeing her sensual face, Jake added another finger in before curling them slightly, wanting to find the spot so badly. When he did, he was rewarded by her loud moaned.

"Oh Jake, yes," she screamed in pleasure. She was blooming, and she could feel herself getting closer and closer to that point again.

Jake was getting harder and harder, and it didn't help that the bond made him feel her pleasure, too, "Right here? do you want me right here?" he asked breathily, putting slight pleasure on that spot.

Tawn nodded. The only thing coming out of her mouth were moans and his name.

The noise that his fingers and her private part made was erotic. It added to their pleasure.