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Seven

TW: NOT FOR THE FAINT-HEARTED, DOM/SUB DYNAMICS, JAKE IS A MEAN DOM IN THIS CHAPTER PLEASE SKIP TO THE SECOND PART OF THIS CHAPTER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO READ THE S**T.

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"Again."

Tawn huffed out in exhaustion, "can I take a break, please," she pouted, looking up at Jake from her crouched-down position.

Jake shook his head no, "Again, this time, I need you to concentrate."

Tawn sighed in annoyance, she forgot how obnoxious teacher Jake was. She grabbed her bow from the ground and stood up with stiff knees before she assumed the position she was in before. She adjusted her stance and pulled the string back.

"Stop." Jake ordered and Tawn followed.

Tawn held up her position as long and as stable as she could, concentrating on the target 4 meters in front of her.

Jake circled her, his eyes never leaving her body. His gaze burned her, it ignited something that shouldn't be ignited in times like this. Oh my Eywa, her body yearned for his at a very wrong time.

Tawn could feel Jake's warmth on her back before she felt his whole front against her back. Jake's hands pushed her shoulder back, making her arch her back and stable her elbows so it stayed one line before he trailed his hands to her chest.

"Jake," Tawn sighed when she felt him squeeze her breasts, making her arch into his hand.

"Concentrate Tawn," he whispered. He let his lips snake down her neck and kissed the part where her neck met her shoulder. His hands now expertly played with her sensitive nub.

Tawn shuddered at the pleasure that Jake gave her, she tried to take a deep breath, but every time she inhaled, her chest pushed into Jake's hands more, creating a pleasurable action.

When Jake decided to pinch her buds, Tawn let out a loud gasp and accidentally let the bow loose, missing the target by a couple of inches.

"You missed the target, love. I think it's time for your punishment," Jake whispered harshly. His right hand found its way to her neck, choking her lightly as he growled in her ear. Tawn could feel her stomach tingle, and her nether region clenched at nothing.

Tawn let out a loud whimper, surprising herself, before she looked around to see if anyone was around.

"Jake, not here, please," she begged pathetically.

Her mate tsked condescendingly, "Wrong name, sweetie."

Tawn gulped. She really pissed off her mate with the constant whining and complaining, she was secretly excited about what he would do to her, "Sorry, sir."

Jake pushed her down on the ground harshly. He squished her cheeks with his hand before bending down to her level, "I was so patient with you. I told you that you wouldn't like the training, but you didn't listen to me," it was so chilling to see his frown turned into a wicked smirk, "you have been acting so bratty these last months, and I've been so lenient on you. But not today, sweetheart. You're really going to beg me to fuck you until you lose your voice and the only name you know is mine," he growled.

Tawn moaned at the threat. It was weird that all those talks made her want him more. She watched with anticipation as Jake took off his loincloth and dropped it on the ground next to her, and released his big friend down there for Tawn to admire. No, she couldn't touch it yet without his permission.

"Suck on it, without your hands," Jake ordered.

Tawn shuddered before she inched her head close to his member. Her mouth salivated and her flower bloomed even more with the thought of someone walking in on her giving her man a head.