Sue Vincent’s #writephoto prompt, Stones.

This is my entry for Sue Vincent of Daily Echo #writephoto prompt.

This week the title for my on going story is Stones and here is the photo prompt.

The Vampire landed high up on the cliffs and walked through some old ruins.  She looked out to sea and felt the ‘old ones’ close. 

She had seen the woman and the wolf on the beach they had peeked her interest.  Slowly she walked through the old stone arch and made her way down the hill towards the cottage.

She had let the night pass hoping to let the witch and the warewolf think they were safe. It had not taken her long to work out that the wolf was a warewolf the stench had given it away.

As reached the cottage she was shocked as the door flew open and the witch stood boldly in the doorway hands on hips her huge belly exposed. The vampire, Fay, was rocked to the stomach feeling almost orgasmic at the sight of her.

The witch stepped forward and spoke her name. “I know who you are Fay, you will not feed here” ” Who is going to stop me ?” Asked a shocked Fay. 

“Me” answered Rachel, bounding out of the door past Lisa. “You” spat the vampire, “the stinking warewolf bitch that keeps sniffing round my brother.”

“Fay, I don’t want to fight you but I will” Rachel spoke telepathically to Fay. “If you attack the witch or I , I will rip your head off. ”  Fay laughed, even so she took a step back, she fully realised how earnest Rachel was. 

Turning on her heels Fay headed back to the castle ruins, craving the safety she felt they offered her. Instinctively she felt there was more to this situation than she had first thought. 

As she reached the black charred walls of the ruins she felt the hot breath and smelled the, strong scent of warewolf behind her. Turning fangs out and eyes at their hypnotic worse ready to pounce, she looked at Rachel properly for the first time since she arrived.

Her mouth began to salavate, “Oh!” She said “the bitch is pregnant.” Again a wave of orgasmic pleasure coursed through her veins. She seized Rachel by the scruff of the neck and beared her fangs.

Fay was quick but Rachel was quicker, intact she even surprised herself. Finding herself with paws around Fay’s neck mouth ready to rip out her throat, she felt her child move in her womb. Letting go of Fay she snarled. 

Fay smiling now said “you will regret that, why did you let me go.” Rachel looked her straight in the eye and told her silently, ” because of your brother. This bitch is carrying his child your nephew or niece.” 

The smile vanished from Fay’s face. She slid down the black and stained  ruin walls and screamed. “In the name of the old ones what sacralidge is this.” Rachel transformed into a human shape and looked at Fay who was stunned but still wanting to feed. 

“We need to talk are you more comfortable with me in this shape?” Rachel asked. Fay nodded and handed Rachel her cloak.

From the kitchen window Lisa watched she could hear everything Rachel and Fay were saying. Lisa sighed and set about preparing a meal for three.

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