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Chapter 5.
The Humvee rumbled down the road again, the tires grinding over debris and glass as it drove, the White Spike once again sitting in the turret ring. They had spent several hours at the station, the man grabbing weapons, ammo, and clothing to put in the Humvee.
The trunk was now filled with over a thousand rounds of ammo for his rifle, and he'd also happened across a pump action shotgun in the armory, the weapon now lying in the passenger seat, several boxes of shotgun shells next to it.
He had another brand new rifle sitting next to the shotgun too, a few loaded magazines mixed in with the shotgun shells. The back seats were packed in with more sets of uniforms that fit him relatively well, along with body armor, shoes, and some helmets he'd happened across.
He would have put more ammo in the Humvee, but a lot of the space in the vehicle was taken up by the ammo boxes for the machine gun mounted up top.
He glanced behind him, looking at the White Spike, seeing her legs awkwardly crammed into the vehicle. He would have to see about widening the turret ring some time, make it a bit more comfortable for her.
The headlights of the vehicle shined down the street, illuminating the shining husks of abandoned vehicles, along with the scattered corpses of fallen White Spikes. It was dark out now, the man slowly driving back to the apartment building, having to be careful now, lest he destroy the vehicle by driving over a pile of rubble.
It was honestly terrifying to drive through a war torn city at night, knowing what had caused all of it. At any moment he expected a White Spike to emerge from the shadows, thrusting itself against the Humvee, tearing the door off and pulling him out.
He knew that wouldn't happen though. His companion would notice any threats way before he would, and he knew The White Spike atop the vehicle would make sure no other White Spikes got anywhere close to him.
The drive back was slow, but quiet. Nothing jumped out at them, no spikes flew out at them, and there was nothing new in the road that hadn't been there earlier. He turned onto the street the apartment building was on, weaving through a few more abandoned cars and debris before he got to the entrance.
He sighed, turning the engine off, just sitting there for a few seconds as he listened to the White Spike climb out of the turret, hearing her claws scrape on the metal roof as she climbed off the truck.
She looked over at him, making a chirp at him then moving over to the door. He had his head leaned back but he looked down when he heard her claws rake over the door. The door popped open, the Spike pulling the heavy door open as if it weighed nothing.
"Ok, ok, I'm going."
He stretched, lazily pushing himself out of the vehicle. He looked at the clothing in the back, wondering if he should bring it in, but he decided he didn't want to. He figured it would be fine sitting in the vehicle for a day, so he turned around, seeing the Spike waiting for him at the entrance.
They walked up the stairs, the Spike effortlessly outrunning him, having to stop at every floor for him to catch up. He was jealous of her mobility, wishing he had 8 appendages to walk around with.
They soon made their way to the room, the Spike wrapping her fingers around the door handle, pulling the door open. She let out a croon as he patted her shoulder, walking past her into the room, the man feeling her press behind him as she walked in too.
He moved forward, quickly taking his gear off, throwing much of it on the counter or on the floor next to it. Wearing 40 pounds of gear starts to suck after several hours. The White Spike moved next to him, letting out a sigh as she reached to a pile of food cans, grabbing one from the top of the pile.
It had taken the two of them days of walking back and forth to stockpile a decent amount of food, especially when she had been growing. She was like a blackhole, devouring everything in sight, always wanting more.
He was insanely glad her metabolism had died down now, she did not need to eat nearly as much. Still, it was a sizable amount she needed to eat. He watched her peel the lid off the can, lifting the can above her head, giving it a few shakes before the contents fell out. Her jaws were splayed wide open, the Spike making a satisfied hiss when the food fell into her jaws.
She had stopped savoring the meals a while ago, it was usually just the same stuff. She wished she could eat all the stuff the human could, but she found it all horribly disgusting, not to mention she was incapable of digesting anything except meat.
She had tried, and the fallout had not been fun for him or her. She'd just barely managed to run out of the apartment before she'd hurled her guts all over the floor, ruining the carpet.
The man stripped off more of his clothing, taking his shirt off as he watched the Spike eat. He sighed, yawning as he moved over to the bed, stripping down to his underwear before climbing into it.
Before the White Spike had shown up he had always slept in just his underwear, not liking the feeling of clothing on him while he slept, but once she'd shown up he'd always slept with his pants on, trying to preserve at least some of his modesty.
That was all gone now though, and he knew the Spike would be happy to see that. He looked over to her again, seeing her finishing up the last can, slumping to the ground as she let it fall. Down at her feet were 10 other food cans, all completely empty.
There were plenty of stores in the city that had canned meat in them, hell, the store he looted was massive and still had a good supply left, but he still worried. It would be awhile, but eventually the food supplies would start dwindling down. They'd have to travel out of the city at some point, but how far would they be able to go? That Humvee wasn't in the best shape, if it broke down they'd be stranded. He was torn from his bleak thoughts when the Spike stood up, arching her back as she stretched, then she turned towards him.
Something about her expression had him starting to wake up. The way her eyes looked at him, the way she walked over to him, there was something predatory about it. She growled as she walked over to him, the Spike putting her hand on the blanket that was covering him.
She threw the side of it over him, quickly climbing into the bed, the man hearing it creak under her weight.
This had been a daily occurrence since she'd been here. Every night she would crawl into bed with him and wrap herself around him, her hands wrapping around him possessively. She wasn't doing that now though.
She grabbed the corner of the blanket she'd thrown over him, a guttural growl coming from her as she threw it over herself, covering both of them in the blanket. She pushed herself closer to him, the man's hands moving to his sides as he watched her crawl over him.
He was starting to breathe a bit heavier now, his inhuman lover pinning him to the bed with her weight, her head level with his own. She looked down at him, her tongue running over her teeth as her saliva dripped down onto him.
Her front legs were pressing his arms to the bed, the Spike using her two arms to cradle his head, her eyes closing as she brought her face closer to him, her jaws opening. She subjected him to another one of her alien kisses, her jaws wrapping around his face as her tongue darted into his mouth.
She was gentler this time though. It was more sensual, the Spike moving slower this time, enjoying the moment. Her hands moved through his hair, her head lightly bobbing as she kept herself close to him.
Her tongue traced along his own, the man wiggling his arm as she did so, trying to get her to let him go. She obliged, her arm moving off of his wrist, the Spike letting out a hiss of air when she felt his hand settle on her face.
She let out a low rumble, pressing herself against him. Her eyes slowly opened, glancing behind her, feeling something hard pressing against her stomach. She wrapped her tongue around his own, slowly dragging it back, her jaws pulling away from him.
Her tongue withdrew, the Spike staring down at the man. There were indents where her teeth had been sitting, and a fair bit of his face was covered in her saliva. He rubbed his thumb on her cheek, the Spike letting out a purr as she looked down at him.
He felt her claws lightly scratch at his head, the Spike still looking at him, even when she lifted her ass up into the air, the blanket falling away as she did so. He watched her tentacle move, his breathing catching as he felt it trail along his leg. He looked down, seeing it move to his underwear, the petals opening.
She moved her front leg to his hips, her claws wrapping around his waist as she lifted him up. The tentacle shot forward, the man flinching as the petals grabbed on to the fabric, pulling at it. Her claws dug into his waist as the last bit of clothing got dragged off of him, the Spike letting out a lust filled growl as she looked down his body.
She let his hips fall back to the bed, the man looking at her hand nervously as it moved to his member. He tensed as the warm claws wrapped around his length, the man closing his eyes and sighing as she rubbed a finger against his tip.
She hissed, looking back up at him, her eyes staring directly into him as she breathed heavily. She leaned closer to him, her tongue snaking out, dragging across his cheek before she pulled away.
She looked down his body, his breathing turning heavy as she started moving. She planted both of her front legs next to him, her arms moving to his shoulders, the man feeling a significant weight get placed on him.
She lifted herself up higher, the man watching her back legs swing towards him. Her feet landed a little ways behind her front legs, the creature now in a heavily hunched stance. This angle had her hips lined up perfectly with his own, the man watching as her tail lifted, revealing her red flesh, already soaked and covered in her excitement.
Both of their eyes were fixed on his length, the man shivering as he watched her tentacle move to his member. She propped it up with her tentacle, the Spike taking in a heavy breath, tilting her head to look at him.
They stared at each other, the Spike watching him as she lowered herself down. His toes curled as he felt his tip press against her entrance. Her eyes closed, the Spike rubbing herself against him, her fluids leaking down on his length, his length eventually slipping into her warm body after a few moments.
The two of them hissed, the Spike's fingers digging into his shoulders, the man raising his hands up to her chest as he felt her walls close on his member. She pressed herself down more, her tentacle pulling away as her body gripped down on him, the man grimacing as the bumps lining her canal squeezed down on him.
He groaned as her hips connected with his own, his length buried almost to the hilt inside her. She cried out, her loins convulsing around the intrusion. He had known for awhile she had a higher body temperature than him, but now he was experiencing it, shivering as her warmth seemed to permeate through him, his toes constantly curling from the sensations. And she hadn't even started moving yet. He opened his eyes, seeing the Spike panting above him, her eyes unfocused. Her tongue was sticking out from between her teeth, but she quickly reeled it back in, the man feeling her loins tense.
She slowly lifted herself up, the man groaning as those bumps dragged across his length, each one pressing onto him from all sides. Her front legs moved lower, settling on either side of his stomach, giving her more stability as she hovered there, his tip sandwiched in her squeezing entrance, the rest of his length in the cool air, her fluids coating it.
She leaned her head closer to him, the man hearing her breath heavily, watching her nose flex as she inhaled the pheromones he was releasing. He watched her back legs curl in towards her as she started sinking down on him again, the Spike letting out a groan.
She shook her head, closing her eyes and pushing her snout in between his arm, burying her nose in his armpit. She breathed even heavier now, her eyes opening halfway as she took in his scent, which was even stronger here.
He moved his arm to her crest, grasping on one of the prongs, clenching down on it as her insides moved around him, those bumps massaging against his length even as he stayed still. Her pelvic muscles were so insanely strong, it wouldn't surprise him if she could make him come simply with her muscle contractions.
She huffed, the Spike shivering as she lifted herself up again, stopping when he was halfway out, then lowering herself again. She ground her hips against him, forcing his length against the sides of her loins, the sensitive bumps compressing against his member.
She froze, her entire body jolting when the head of his member got pressed up against that sensitive bundle of nerves buried inside her. He moaned, her walls rippling around him, the man bucking up into her, the Spike's angle forcing his length against that bundle of nerves again.
She screeched, her face pulling away from him, his hand moving to her arm, wrapping around her wrist. She stared at him, her mouth and eyes wide, a predatory look in her eyes. She launched herself forward, the man only having time to close his eyes before her jaws closed around his head.
She let out a loud moan, her hands quickly moving, the man now finding his hands pinned to the bed, her fingers entwined with his own. She thrust her tongue back into his mouth, the man letting out a groan, shuddering as she lifted herself up, roughly slamming herself back down on him, her thighs slapping against his skin.
She did it again, their fingers clenching against each other as her loins grew wetter and hotter, the Spike rapidly thrusting herself against him, always making sure his length grinded past those sensitive nerves, her passage sealing around him every time he grazed them.
She growled into his mouth, her arms starting to shake, the creature taking in rapid breaths. She felt her mate's nails dig into her hands, his scent filling her nose, turning her mind to mush with every breath she took.
She felt his jaws tremble, his scent filling her nose with a renewed vigor, her eyes shooting open as she heard him let out a long, drawn out moan. He bucked up to her just as she lifted off of him, forcing a screech out of her, that movement proving too much for her.
She roared, her tongue flailing in his mouth as she felt her loins seize around him, his emissions flooding into her.
They both came, the man's stomach trembling as he released into her, her body ruthlessly milking him, her walls drawing his seed deeper inside her with every convulsion that rippled through her body.
Likewise, her entire body was trembling as she sat on top of him, her legs very nearly giving out as her orgasm tore through her, so much more intense than the ones from earlier. Her stomach sucked in, further crushing his member inside her, a feeling of warmth flowing through her as she felt him convulse underneath her.
Gradually their spasms started to die down, being replaced by a warm afterglow, the Spike hissing as she finally pulled away from the man.
He breathed heavily, throwing his head back, his eyes closed as he sat there, his alien lover still firmly mated to him. He groaned as he felt her insides twitch, his sensitive member getting overwhelmed by the sensations.
The Spike let out a satisfied groan, the man sucking in a breath as he felt her start to lift herself off of him. Her loins still sucked on him, the man's body convulsing as she slowly moved, the creature letting out a chitter as she watched him tremble.
He panted, his member finally leaving the clutches of her insides. "G-God…" He breathed heavily, looking up at her, seeing their combined fluids start to leak out of her, but she quickly tucked her tail back to her, sealing herself up.
She let out a tired growl, her hands letting go of his own as she rolled off of him, lying next to him. He looked at her, seeing her head resting on the pillow, her eyes closed as she faced towards him.
He looked down at his body, seeing his member was completely covered in her fluids. He quietly sighed, reaching over to the table next to the bed, grabbing a box of tissues that was sitting on it. The Spike opened an eye, letting out a sad growl when she saw him wiping herself off of his member.
She wanted every part of him to smell like her, but she knew he enjoyed being clean, the man soothing her with a pat on the head. He pulled his underwear back on, grabbing the blanket and throwing it over the two of them.
She reached out to him, grabbing him with her arms and legs, pulling him against her body. She let out a content hiss, joyful to finally claim the man who had done so much for her, who had more than earned the right of being her mate.
She listened to him quietly breath, the man soon falling asleep, and she joined him, promising she would never let anything happen to him.