Warning: Mature adult content! :)

Sorry for the delay. I am having trouble connecting to the internet at work for some reason. Anyways... here's chapter 24! Enjoy!

Still don't own Sarah or Jareth ;(

Sarah began to tremble as Jareth approached her. She did not tremble from fear. Oh no. She trembled with passion and anticipation of what would surely be burning hot lust. Jareth closed the space between them. He took his left hand and cradled Sarah's head as his right hand came to rest on the small of her back. Sarah could feel his hard member through his tight breeches. Jareth smiled that all too sexy smile of his as he swooped in for the kiss. He fought back the urge to just throw Sarah on the bed and ravage her body. He didn't want to hurt her as she continued to heal from her ordeal with Calabar. There would be time for that soon enough.

Sarah legs felt like jello from just Jareth's touch and kiss. He was good at having that effect on her. She wrapped her arms around his neck as she returned the kiss with the love of an eternity to back it.

Jareth moved his hand from the back of her head to the sash of her purple robe and yanked it untied. Then he pulled the robe from her body so that it pooled to the floor. Sarah's bare creamy flesh was displayed for her husband. He most certainly noticed the ethereal change in her skin tone. She was becoming more and more fae every day. Jareth's throat went dry as he took in his wife's body. Truly, she was a magnificent beauty. Her curves were so appealing and her breasts were luscious. Even the sight of her long bare legs made Jareth hot.

His hand made its way up Sarah's body to cup her right breast. Jareth squeezed ever so lightly, slowly increasing pressure eliciting moans of pleasure from Sarah's lips. The moans fueled Jareth's fire as he rolled the rose colored bud with his fingers. Sarah's moans became louder and louder. Jareth's hand moved to Sarah's left breast to give it some attention as well. Sarah could feel a warm dampness forming between her thighs. She could also feel Jareth's arousal growing harder.

Sarah did notice that Jareth seemed to be taking his time. She appreciated the thought, but she definitely could handle more. She craved more. She needed more. "Jareth," Sarah said breathlessly, "I am not glass. I am not going to break." Jareth looked into Sarah's eyes. She wanted more after what she had dealt with the day before? What a woman! He was indeed lucky. "Whatever you say, my Queen." Jareth replied.

With that, Jareth took Sarah by the hips and put her down on the bed. Jareth climbed over Sarah so that he was straddling her. He wanted to get her ready, so he inserted his first two fingers into Sarah's damp canal, thrusting in and out, slowly at first then increasing speed. Sarah was panting by this point, her breath coming in short spurts. Jareth's breathing was beginning to match Sarah's. He knew it was only a matter of time until Sarah reached her climax, so Jareth flicked his wrist and his clothing disappeared.

Jareth inserted his pulsating member into Sarah's waiting opening. Sarah groaned as his shaft filled her. Jareth began to pump into her. Sarah went from moaning to near screams of passion. Jareth was in his glory, however, he didn't want put too much weight onto Sarah, so he quickly flipped Sarah over so that he was lying down and she was on top. Sarah had never told Jareth this, but they were now in her all time favorite position.

Jareth reached up and grabbed each of Sarah's breasts and reinserted his rock hard cock into Sarah's soaking wet folds. Sarah basked in the harsh feeling of Jareth's grab. Let's face it. Sarah was not innocent when she married Jareth. In fact, she did like it rough. Sarah rode Jareth like a merry-go-round. She was going up and down, and Jareth was twisting her nipples round and round.

Sarah could feel her climax surging through. Her nerves were near numb. All Sarah could feel was sheer ecstasy. Jareth could feel that Sarah was about to climax, as her body was closing tight around Jareth inside her. He too was closing in on the finish line. At last, Sarah reached her orgasm as she screamed "JARETH!" She could barely hear her own words because at that moment, Jareth was roaring his own words, "MY QUEEN!"

Jareth gently eased himself out of Sarah and placed her panting down on the bed. She didn't notice until Jareth put his arm around her that she actually had tears streaming down her face. They were tears of pure pleasure. Yes, she could definitely see the good sign of obeying Jareth. This was quite a reward.

Jareth nuzzled in Sarah's hair. "I love you, precious," he said as he placed a sweet kiss on the back of her head. Sarah turned and looked at Jareth with a smile of absolute joy and replied, "I love you too." There they laid for many moments until both of their breathing became slower and rhythmic as they fell into an afternoon nap.

"No no! Leave me alone!" Sarah screamed. "Come here you little mortal bitch," Calabar sneered as he chased after her. Sarah was running as fast as her legs willed through the dark forest. She couldn't let him catch her again. She just knew that if that were to happen, she wouldn't be so lucky this time. Unfortunately, luck was not on Sarah's side, because as she was running down a hill, a tree root seemed to rise out of the ground to trip Sarah. She went tumbling head over heals down the hill. When she reached the bottom, she smacked her head on a tree. This was no ordinary tree, for as Calabar reached her and grabbed her up, the tree's branches snaked out to ensnare Sarah. "Oh shit," Sarah thought to herself. Calabar looked her in the face and backhanded her. "Running away from me was not a wise choice wench," Calabar said as he grabbed Sarah's nipples. "You will be sure not to repeat that mistake again." Sarah howled from the pain she was feeling. Calabar laughed maliciously. "Now to finish what I started," he said as he ripped Sarah's gown from her body. There she was, bound naked to the tree as Calabar sneered about to ram his member into Sarah, she shrieked…

"NOOOOOO!" Sarah shot up in bed. Cold sweat was pouring down her too pale face. Jareth shot up with concern, "What is it, love? What's wrong?" Sarah looked at Jareth and blinked a few times. "Oh thank goodness. It was just a dream, but it felt so real," Sarah said as she collapsed against Jareth and sobbed. Jareth held her close and ran her hand through her hand as he rocked her back and forth. He didn't have to ask to know what the nightmare was about; he just knew. "It's okay precious. I promise you. Calabar is dead, by my own hand. He can no longer hurt you."

They sat that way for awhile as Jareth soothed Sarah. Apparently, she had let on how scared she was still feeling. Jareth should have known that. Sarah didn't want Jareth to know how scared she was still feeling because she was now the Goblin Queen and wanted to appear brave even if she wasn't feeling it. Eventually, Sarah calmed down and her tears ceased. Her breathing once again became slow and regular. However, Jareth's did not. He stayed awake as he worried about protecting his precious queen from ever hurting again.