While this was all happening, Harker was also currently eating something juicy that dribbled down his lips.

Still handcuffed, Mina had positioned herself to turn away from him. Her knees rested on his chest, and she had lowered her hips down, down, down...

Until the pink fruit was hanging right over Harker's lips.

Mina wrapped her hand around the shaft and made swift motions, before using her mouth. She had become better at this. But even when she was busy servicing him, she didn't forget to sway her hips and grind her wet cunt on her lover's face.

Harker was also able to multitask just like her. Focusing on both the memory and what his body was doing. However, it was more difficult to juggle than he thought.

Sometimes he would end up lost in the memory only and faltering, to which Mina would make a cute, whiny sound. Then once he continued with the pleasures, he'd get lost in it as well and think about nothing but the sight and taste of that pink flesh.

He could barely even see what Harker 2.0 was up to now. Last time he checked, the clone arrived in the bedroom earlier than him and just went to sleep.

Maybe he finished talking to Joan about things already, which would be a relief. He can settle that one later. For now, he was chasing two rabbits going and barely catching either.historical

The memory of Mina's confrontation with the 'priest' thus became a bit blurry and he missed a few parts. Mina was trying to fight with him but the priest would just dodge, both almost having the same speed.

Mina was actually faster, but the An Xin priest had the advantage of having wings. He continued to speak as he avoided the attacks:

"... and when he does realize that, do you think he will only see you as human? Your instinct ... dominate and protect your territory is something innate in all of us.... we'd rather destroy our homes than have someone else occupy them..."

His words were incomplete because Harker's ears were also filled with Mina's grunts that matched her heavy breaths while dealing blow after blow on the man. But it was even more useless as punching air and Mina would just end up tiring herself.

The peach remained in his hand, half-bitten.

He chuckled. "Do you know the story of the servant boy that gave his Master a half-bitten peach? You are like that... Before the Master thought such a gesture was endearing, because the servant was still endearing to him. But the servant was no longer so, he kicked him away in the pretense that he would dare give his Master a peach he had already bitten."

Harker had the urge to bite at Mina's round and plump peach. And so he did, quite hard, which caused Mina to yelp.

And this overlapped with the memory as Mina screamed at the man, wanting to claw out his intestines. "You know nothing about him! He's not like that at all!"

"But man is like that, my dear." The priest chuckled, his wings flapping as evaded. "Man seeks out something new all the time. Chasing and chasing until they have captured the sun itself in their maw like a rabid dog. Then once they consume it, they will seek another sun to consume."

As he said this, Mina had turned herself around, unbuttoned her dress shirt, and placed her succulent breasts over Harker's face. He fervently pleasured them just as he did with her lower areas.

"Nggh... Ahhhn~" Mina moaned.

She let her shirt slip from her shoulders, and the image was just so suggestive and sensuous that Harker knew that he just had to have her right now.

"Mina.. I want you..." He croaked hoarsely, desperation escaping from his lips.

She nodded, and gave herself to him. She slowly lowered herself, keeping her hands over his shoulders to keep him still.

Some of the memory had been skipped because he had been too focused on this. He wasn't able to catch more of what Mina and the priest talked about. Now she was suddenly plummeting to the ground..

As a large black shadow pounced on her, as fast as a meteor shooting down the Earth.

The ground had cracked from the impact, leaving a large dent. Mina groaned in pain at falling too fast....

And at the present, she also groaned in pain from falling down into Harker's crotch too fast.

"Ahh.... F-Fuck..." She mumbled.

"Are you alright?" Harker almost sat up from the worry—

But Mina pushed him back down, a little too forcefully. She was furrowing her brows. "I'm fine... Don't move."

She had that scary look in her eyes again, like how a beast would stare at its prey and take claim of it.

Yes, she was taking claim of him tonight.

The black creature in the memory looked like a hound, but it was not as savage as the woman on top of Harker. The hound had a lot of scars and was blind in one eye, and once the priest fluttered down by its side, it wagged its tail excitedly.

"Try as you might, my dear, you could never keep a man forever. Monsters like us tend to have this boundless loyalty that mostly stems from our desire for possession. Of ownership."

He patted the dog's head. "You want to possess him, do you not? Well I tell you now, sister. When you present a man with a leash, he would either completely throw himself at your feet, or he would feel suffocated by it and try to escape. And most of the time, it's the latter. He will struggle and writhe when he feels like he isn't the one in control."

Harker did struggle a bit, but Mina gripped on to him tightly. But that wasn't the reason why he stayed still.

It was because of her desperate sobs and pleas. "D-Don't move.... Don't try to escape...."

Harker felt his breath hitch as the memory as the man offered the peach to her again. This time, it was bitten by the dog too.

"Sister, we don't have to be on different sides. We are one and the same. Deep down, men do not understand the reason why we do not want to be left behind, that we don't want to lose those we have come to possess..."

He smiled sadly. "Was because we as monsters are born alone. No man is an island, but a monster is not an island. We are a star separated from the rest, born alone from the dark and will become a dark hole that will swallow everything eventually when we fall into the abyss."

"To not fall into that abyss, we need each other. To have faith in our fellow monsters, faith in the Lord who made us this way. We are perfect, sister. It is merely the 'normal' humans who say we are not." The priest said, tantalizing Mina with the fruit in his hand.

"And so, in this cold and cruel world of men, we need to stay together in this religion of loneliness."