>The countess long believed Vampires to be the apex night stalker, and who could blame her, she was swift, she was strong, she was alluring, and she had the experience of centuries to face any problem.
>Unfortunately, she would find herself proven quite wrong the night she had angered a werewolf alpha after she had his pack slaughtered by her thralls armed with silver blades. When he turned the slaughter on them, The Countess decided this was a foe she would dispose of herself.
>She soon realized she was dealing with no mindless animal, for the Alpha, even without his pack, had lured her into an ambush.
>Her own silver weapons! Set in a great circle weakened her with their sheer omnipresence, where he needed to be actually struck with the pure metal to suffer it's effects. Even without their ailing presence, the countess could feel the immeserable strength the beast had over her, his mind too strong to dominate, and her speed, her only advantage, was literally hamstrung with a surgical strike at her legs.
>"No-Now! Let's talk about this!" She tried to bargain. "We can make a deal!"
>"Fine." the alpha huffed and tore off her clothes. "You will give me a new pack, bitch."
>With seemingly no choice, the Countess conceded and spread her legs.
>The blow to her pride was horrible, but the Countess was clever. "foolish wolf" she thought. "My womb is barren and dead as me, and I can drain you during sex. Once you're tired out, I'll take my silvered blades to finish you off, and all you'll have done is satisfied both my appetites." she plotted smuggly but her expression turned to shock as she saw what would be going into her.
>"Ah! I- Wouldn't you like me- Uh, to warm you up?" She asked and gestured to her mouth, but the Alpha grinned and pressed his tip to her cleft
>"I want a 'pack', your mouth won't give me one." He mocked and pushed himself inside. The vampiress screamed with horror as she felt his tip press against the entrance to her core, but that soon dissolved into a moan as she realized the swollen shaft fit her perfectly.
>The beast began to rut, the large, bulbous knot rubbing her as it pushed in and out and filled the Countess with pleasure (among other things). "Have to... Focus." she wheezed quietly to herself and acted out her plan best she could.
>Wrapping her arms around him to bring the alpha closer, they entwined their bodies until her head was against his neck. Exposing her fangs she bit deep into his artery and began to drink the lycan blood. "The dumb dog doesn't even notice!" she thought, not seeing his grin as he picked up the pace of his hips.
>Like a tick, the countess began to feel sluggish and bloated the more she drank, her whole body burning and warm for the first time in centuries and her partner had not slowed down a bit, not weakened at all. Finally, she released his neck and let the euphoria of pleasure take her away, the knot swelling larger as he pumped her full of seed until the Countess passed out.
>When she woke again, she was in her bed chambers, seeing the alpha nuzzled against her, taloned hand palming her distended belly, his expression looking quite smug and irritating.
>"what are you smiling about, beast?" The countess demanded. "I've drained your lifeforce from you and you will see no child from my body! So hah!"
>His smile held in a way that erased the vampire's last attempts at resistance. "Werewolves are regenerative, infused with a powerful vital essence of our own. It would make me your ideal food source, really, one that never runs out. But attempting to drain me has instilled that lifeforce into you." He said giving her stomach a pat, and a shifting sensation inside her belly made her pale.
>suddenly, he cut his own arm and offered it to the countess. "Drink up, you're feeding for five."
>The countess had learned a lesson that night in the pecking order of the children of the moon. But as time had gone on and her body had taken on a quite motherly figure and their pack had become double the Alpha's old one, she found she didn't mind being on the bottom, it made things so much easier with how heavy her stomach tended to be for much of the year.