Big Dicker (Harem Station 3)

“And he’s OK with both of us riding him?” Delphi asks, still uncertain.

“That’s his job,” the girl says. “This is a special treat for well-qualified couples who need a break from the hustle and bustle of the resort. Just climb on, give him a little kick, and off you go.”

Delphi looks over her shoulder at me.

I shrug. “Adults only,” I remind her.

She chuckles. “Fine. But if I die on this steed I’m gonna kill someone later.”

“Trust me,” the girl says. “This ride will be the highlight of your trip.”

“Climb on,” I say, urging Delphi towards the stairs. “I’ll protect you, princess.”

She sighs at that, her eyelids droopy and heavy as she internalizes my promise. And while I was kinda joking… I’m not joking. I have a sudden urge to keep her safe at all costs.

Delphi nods and starts climbing the steps. She swings a leg over and then she’s sitting on him, her eyes glowing just the slightest bit of pink, betraying her emotional state.

I reach out and touch the steed and his lifelike synthetic skin quivers as he stomps a foot. He feels real. I’ve seen equines on several planets but none of them were as beautiful as this guy.

“Front or back?” Delphi asks me.

I raise my eyebrows at her. Because holy shit. I didn’t even think about that. “Back,” I say. climbing up the stairs and swinging my leg over. My arms immediately wrap around her waist, tugging her into my chest. I get to hold her like this for hours.

Yup, this is the perfect way to spend our time waiting for Luck to show up.

“How private is that cabin?” I ask the girl as the other helpers wheel the stairs away.

She winks at me. “Totally, one hundred percent private. And it’s all yours while you’re there.”

I look up at the bot, still hovering above my head. “He has to stay behind?”

“Yes,” the girls says. “It’s couples only. Just the two of you, your steed, and the forest wildlife. None of which will eat you.”

“Wildlife?” Delphi asks.

But the girl is either deliberately ignoring Delphi’s apprehensions or she’s just assuming she’s overreacting on purpose. “I’ve done it a few times with my husband and trust me,” she says. “You’re gonna love this. Once you cross the Mighty Bridge into the forest you’ll think you’re on another planet. In fact, when you get to the meadow there’s a breathtaking surprise. Make sure you stop and take it all in.”

“Well,” I say, leaning into Delphi’s neck. “Should we go?”

She sucks in a breath and nods.

“Give him a little kick,” the girl says.

I do. The steed paws the ground, throws his head up and back, lifting up onto his hind legs just a little. Just enough to make Delphi grab a fistful of thick, black mane, and give me an excuse to hold her tighter. And then he walks forward along a red-brick path, leaves the stables, and takes us back out into the resort.

The bridge leading into the forest is just a short walk away, and in the time it takes for us to make our way to the entrance hundreds of kids collect along the red velvet ropes that separate the bridle path from the rest of the park, sticky hands reaching out in vain as they try to pet the steed as we pass.

The entrance to the woods is marked with a high arch made out of rock with holographic flames shooting out in all directions and there’s a slight shimmer to the air.

Once we pass through the gate the pandemonium of the park fades away until there’s nothing but the chirping of insects and birds.

“Wow,” Delphi says. “This place is surrounded by a sound barrier. OK. I’m sold. This is gonna be great.”

Truly. This is nice. And not just because of the peaceful atmosphere after the ruckus of the resort. The steed’s walk makes both Delphi and I move with a subtle rocking motion and my cock is pressing up against her ass. Almost rubbing against her with each forward rocking motion.

I pull Delphi closer as we enter the woods and the fake sunshine above fades away under the canopy of trees. Small animals cross the path in front of us. Little, furry leaf nibblers I’ve never seen before and can’t identify. Not that I care. The only thing on my mind at the moment is the scent of her hair, my hands wrapped around her hips, and the fact that I can feel her tits bounce—just a little—with the movement of the steed.

Delphi sighs. “Yeah. I love this. I don’t think I’ve ever been in a real forest. Do you think this is real? Or is it all effects, and holograms?”

“I have no clue,” I say. Because I don’t, but also because who cares? Delphi is practically sitting in my lap right now. I kinda want to pull this steed over and fuck her up against a tree.