Devil`s Angel

A/N This chapter has still to be reviewed for language mistakes.

He returned to the village late at night. He was exhausted. The hunt was long and the day didn`t start as easy as he thought. He had to invent something that would make her stop teasing him. Some of the na`vi were starting to stare strangely at him. The scars left by the encounters with her were visible, even after the healing.

He touched his back. The marks from her nails and from the razor palm spines were there, he was sure they were bright red. He was extremely angry and yet, the memory aroused him even now. Her nails digging into his skin and the warm feeling to be inside her were playing tricks on his mind. He shouldn`t have fell in her trap but now there was no turning back.

He was immersed in his thoughts when he heard a small noise behind him. He tried to turn as fast as he could, but it was too late. A sharp pain at the back of his head sent him to the ground. He turned, his eyes blurry but before he could see who was the attacker, he lost consciousness.

Jake woke up slowly, the memory of the hit coming to his mind. He tried to open his eyes, but all he could see was darkness. Someone has blindfolded him. He felt that his hands were spread and tied up. He was sitting on his knees. The pain in his head was unbearable and it was hard for him to think. He tried to hear some noise, even the tiniest one, but there was nothing.

"Who are you? Where are you?" he yelled, but no one answered him.

He forced himself up, but then realized his legs were also tied up. And then he felt a tender touch on his back. It was a tail…maybe. He wasn`t sure.

"It`s you" he growled. But nothing came in response.

Instead fingers trailed lines through his back, slowly moving up and down. Someone grabbed gently his queue playing with the neural fibers at the end. Shivers ran through his whole body. This was something new. The tendrils were so sensitive, so delicate. The touch was gentle, but was enough to make him go mad. The fingers stopped teasing him and moved to his hair. He sensed someone moving in front of him and then a small kiss on his lips, so tender, so pure, he couldn`t believe it. Tiny hands caressed his cheeks, moving down his chest, playing with his nipples. Jake moaned slightly. He was getting aroused despite the poor state he was in. And then he felt something else. Another pair of hands caressed his ass.


"Wha… Who the hell are you? Where am I?" there was only silence although he could swear he heard a small laugh. The hands ran through his whole body, touching every single part of it, caressing his aroused member. He noticed he wasn`t naked..still. Lips kissed his shoulder while other kissed his neck. Nibbled his ear, bit his nipples. Tongues licked their way to his loins, the warm moisture sending waves of excitement.

He felt the cloth covering his groin slowly sliding down. And then, one hand rubbed his arousal while another one cupped his balls, caressing them softly. He moaned loudly. This was more than he could bear. Slowly, two pairs of lips kissed his member. He felt the touch of tongue on its head, while he was still feeling the kisses of the other running down its length. They continued to tease him for a while and then suddenly stopped. Everything became quiet again. Jake was wondering what they were up to next, when he felt the pain burning his chest. This was not a whip. Not even a spine. It was a knife. He snarled.

"DAMN YOU! STOP IT!" this time he could clearly hear the laugh.

The knife was making small cuts in his skin. He was struggling to free himself; he was in a state he could kill. The agony was making him furious. Then suddenly he felt lips covering his groin, stroking it, fangs biting its head not so gently. The pain became one with the pleasure, he was moaning and hissing, the desire growing inside of him. The cutting stopped. The lips pulled away only to be replaced by a slender female body pressing on his own. Arms surrounded his neck and she kissed him with passion. He was restraining himself. He was decided not to show how much he enjoyed it. She nibbled him on the lip and sucked on it softly. He didn`t have any idea which one of the two she was, but she surely knew what she was doing. Her lips slowly moved to his bare neck, tracing his arms, licking the muscles. He felt the other one sucking his fingers. Every single one, slowly, passionately, like they were popsicles. Both of them caressed his body with their tails, tickling him slightly.

The one on top of him moved to his chest licking the blood away, burning the wounds. The air was cold and he trembled when the wounds got wet. She caressed his body sliding her hand to cup his groin. She stoked it a few times and then slowly pushed it inside of her. He growled. The feeling was overwhelming. His mind blanked out. He could only think of how well he felt inside of her, how hot she was, how aroused. He was feeling her hard nipples softly touching his skin, sometimes brushing the wounds from the knife. Her fingers were in his hair, pulling it gently, while she was kissing and licking his nose. He wondered where the other one had gone.

But the thought soon escaped his mind as he felt her hands massaging his back and ass, cupping his balls from behind. She touched a sensitive spot there and he jumped by the waves this sent to his body. In the meanwhile the first one was riding him like she was trying to tame a wild beast. At first slowly, tightening her walls around his member, then she increased the rhythm moaning slightly, leaning on his shoulders for support, then again slowly, pushing his whole length inside her. He felt his hips moving on their own, the instinct was so strong. Even if he didn`t want to surrender to the pleasure, he couldn`t resist it and growled deeply.

This was too much, the warm feeling of the one and the touch of the other. He was struggling against the ropes binding his arms; he wanted desperately to touch them, to feel their bodies with his hands. The fact that he was unable to do it was killing him softly. He was close to the peak when his lips found her chin and nibbled her slightly. She moaned and he proceeded to kiss her neck, biting it softly. He could feel how wet she was inside. She rested her forehead on his breathing heavily while still moving her hips. The tension between them was growing and soon they both came, almost simultaneously moaning incomprehensible words to each other. The female pulled herself back while the other one licked his spent member clean.

He felt the blindfold being removed and the bioluminescent light blurred his eyes. He blinked several times before noticing the shape of the young female standing in front of him.

"You behaved well. You may get another price soon" she said with a smirk.

"Will you untie me?" he snarled.

"Only if you ask properly."

He bared his teeth.

"Never" he hissed ferociously.

"Oh, Jake, always the stubborn one. You`ll never learn, will you? Now I might just let you here, tied up, all covered in blood and naked and have fun watching the expressions of your people when they see you."

"Don`t you dare do this, or I`ll kill you with my bare hands"

She got pissed off. She leaned closer to him, her lips almost touching his and whispered:

"You are not in the state of freighting me. If you haven`t noticed already"

He bit her hard on the lip. She backed up quickly cleaning the blood with her fingers, lowering her ears as a sign of defense.

"Look, I can`t do much now. I`m spent and my arms and legs are hurting me like hell. I can do you no harm. So why don`t you untie me?"

She let out a sigh, drew her knife out and cut the ropes. Jake noticed it had blood stains. His blood. At the sight he growled angrily and gathered all the strength he had. Before she could walk away from him, his hand grabbed hers fiercely and he pushed her to the ground jumping on top of her. He lowered his head and hissed. She looked at him scared.

"Who was the other one?"

She didn`t answer.

"I`ll get to you little demon, and I`ll show you where you belong. Right. Underneath. Me. And when this happens, you`ll beg me to stop and you`ll curse the day you decided to play games on me. I`ll tame you as I tamed the toruk."

He then bit her neck hard enough to leave a mark, right among the others he had left the other day, licked it and standing up he walked away.

She turned to glance at him and whispered to herself.

"I`m not the one who needs to be tamed, Jake."