Take Me Away From Here

Honeymoon (Pt 2) The Change

"YOU'RE MINE!!" He roared in a dominant tone, fucking her relentlessly. She noticed that he really had been holding himself back before. The noises her pussy made for him only encouraged him to fuck her harder, deeper, faster.

"All yours!" She submitted. A burning feeling, almost too much to bear, ripped through her entire body. He never stopped to check on her or slowed his movements one bit. He moved his lips to each of her breats and bit down, drawing blood.

The burning turned in to a painful twisting and ripping agony as his venom literally tore her apart. She began to feel weak and cold even though his massively warm body covered hers in its entirety.

"Jareth, I-" She spoke before coughing up blood. The pain intensified by a million it seemed, causing her to thrash under her beloved, until the life disappeared from her eyes, her body went limp, and she felt the last few flutters of her heart.

"It's alright, Love. You've nearly finished." He grunted as he spilled himself inside of her. Sarah's motionless body lay cold and still. All there was left to do was wait for her to wake up.

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She was weightless, floating somewhere between worlds in a dark abyss. The pain carried on still, fighting to take over her very soul, not just her body. Feeling a cool, soothing rush rape her body, she knew that this was the last part of the change, but the most intense. She couldn't move her body, trying desperately to escape this hell. Eventually, she thought of how bad Chris had beat her before and she let the memories flood her mind.

*****FLASHBACK*****

"You're nothing but trash, you know that?" Chris struck her hard across the face. Sarah cried again, not bothering to fight him.

"Yes, sir." She replied, getting up.

"You are nothing without me!!" He smacked her again, knocking her against the glass window that shattered under her weight. Sarah's arm bled heavily where the glass had cut her.

"I know." She replied. Thinking it would be smart to stay down on the floor, she stayed down.

"Get the fuck up and look at me when I talk to you!" He snarled. Strong fingers grasped her throat and he squeezed as hard as he possibly could, pulling her several inches off the floor. She thought for sure he would have killed her that night and a part of her secretly hoped that he would so she would finally be free of him. Deep down she knew that she wouldn't get that lucky.

"Kill me if you want too, but just know that it won't mean that you win." She smiled as he smacked her several more times, kicking her as she fell.

*****END FLASHBACK*****

Snapping back to reality, she could almost feel the beating that Chris had given her that night. In reality, she felt a tugging sensation pulling her back to her king, her lover.

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She sat up quickly, gasping for air, for anything at this point. With all of her senses in highly alert, she lunged at the first thing that moved....Jareth.

"Easy, Love." Jareth tried to calm her down. She fought him briefly, until he finally relaxed and let her explore him with her newfound senses.

"Don't...move..." She warned as she ran her tongue across her teeth, feeling a few sharp points, simply hovering just a few centimeters from his neck. It caught her by surprise, but she figured she'd have a few more things in common with the Goblin King after this. All of her instincts told her to sink her teeth into his neck and drink, but she didn't want to hurt her husband by any means.

"Don't fight the urge to bite. It needs to be done to complete the change." He informed her cautiously.

"I don't want to hurt you, my love." Her voiced strained as she continued to resist.

"Do it!" He raised his voice. She clenched her eyes shut and turned her head away, almost certain she had beat the primal urge calling out to her. Trying to provoke her, he quickly flipped them around and pinned her against the cold wall. A sharp pain in her abdomen sent her doubling over for a split second. Her body was enraged that she hadn't finished the transformation. If she didn't, her body would essentially kill itself as it lacked the last bit of liquid to seal the deal of immortality.

"I can't!" She exclaimed, tears pooling in her eyes as another wave of pain shot through her.

"Sarah,-" He tried to speak but she put her hand up, not wanting to hear it.

"No!" She raised her voice this time.

"Dammit Sarah, fucking drink from me!" He punched the wall beside her head, cracking the fragile material. This triggered her fight response and she lunged at his throat, biting down with ease and tasting his warm coppery essence. His mouth hung open slightly, shocked that she had actually done it.

After a few moments she pulled herself away, putting distance between them. Her small body shook with the power she absorbed from him. Crouching in a corner, facing away from him, she detected a musky scent in the air. Breathing through her mouth, she inhaled it again, the scent tingling her tongue. She rather enjoyed it.

Her ears focused on the slow, deep beating of Jareth's immortal heart, the way the air slipped between his lips, and the sound of a low growl deep in his throat. Closing her eyes, she tried to regain control, but his body calling for her was simply too strong. She stood, turned her body to look in his direction, and stared at her lover. His muscles were more defined, his skin was smooth and warm, his eyes remained gold, and his bulge was still enlarged. Looking back up his body hungrily, she walked over to him and pulled his body flush against hers.

"Mine." Was all she spoke before she pushed him against the cracked wall and dropped to her knees. Not hesitating to taste him, she took his entire length and girth down her throat. Jareth clawed at anything to keep him upright and stable as he continued to watch her. His hands tangled in her hair and pulled her back down his length when she tried to pull away. He didn't want her to stop now. Giving in to the wondrous pleasure she was giving him, he let sone of the pressure on her hair go amd held it back, watching her take all of him over and over again.

"Only yours." He groaned, pleading with her to keep going. Speeding up her pace and sucking a little harder, she had him spilling his load in her mouth sooner than she thought. The taste of him was almost sweet, yet musky. She realized just then that she was smelling his pheromones that she couldn't detect before in her human state. Picking her up, his lips attacked hers. After nibbling on her lower lip, he slid his tongue into her mouth, tasting the remnants of himself there. Her whole body was calling out to him to take again and again. Lining himself up, he slowly filled her, wanting to her feel every last centimeter of him. When he was buried inside her all the way, he heard her groan.