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Hakoda took a moment to appreciate the sight before her. Her womanhood glistened, dripping a bit, and her outer lips were swollen. Her rear end glowed under the light of the fire, looking so plump and inviting.
"You're so beautiful, Tara. How could Bato or I ever resist you?" Hakoda asked lovingly as he stroked her behind. She gave out a soft whimper and looked up at him over her shoulder as Bato brushed a few loose strands of hair from her face. Hakoda gave his friend a nod of approval before pressing the head of his need against his daughter's slit, rubbing it up and down the opening a few times. Katara moaned softly and squirmed a little but made no attempt to flee.
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Bato's lovemaking had been languorous and gentle, more than suitable for her first time. But Hakoda's way of taking her was fiercer, more primal, and she found herself enjoying this as well. But he was not hurting her even as he thrust his hips fiercely. Bato watched with half-lidded eyes, listening to Katara's whimper and touching her face every now and then as if to reassure her.
Hakoda hammered at his daughter with the ferocity of an animal in heat. Katara was so wonderfully tight and hot, that it was impossible to just hold back. The way she responded to him, arching towards him and making small sounds of pleasure, only spurred him on even more. His balls slapped against the back of her thighs, and she clenched around him almost violently. When he caught Bato watching the fierce coupling, he shot his friend a smirk.
He doubled the force of his thrusts, hearing her mewl out, and her body's reaction to his own spurred him towards his orgasm. He gave out a low growl as he came – a deep, guttural sound of feral pleasure, spurting out a sizeable load into her. It had been far too long since he had release, and it felt so good to put it within her than letting it spill to the ground. Katara mewled out a soft 'Daddy!' as her body quivered, her teeth chattering just slightly.
Katara bit her lip almost hard enough to cause it to bleed as she hit another orgasm, clenching around him powerfully in response to his climax as she felt his essence pour into her. Bato simply lay back, watching it all with a contented smirk.
She looked at her father over her shoulder as he continued thrusting in her, his cock remaining hard for a few moments before slowly becoming flaccid. She looked over at Bato then back at her father, whimpering out 'Daddy' again as she felt cum dribble down her opening. He stayed within her for a while, panting as he relaxed his muscles. Smirking, he pulled out of her tightness and stroked her rump.
"My lovely Tara..."
She remained on her knees for several more moments, cum still dribbling out a little as he stroked her rear end. What she had been through was unbelievable. Incredible pleasure with two men, one of them her father. It seemed almost unbelievable, and it all had to be some strange dream. She would wake up to find herself alone, dressed, with her father and Bato acting normally. But did she want this to be a dream?
The more she thought, the less sick it seemed to be...After all, they both clearly loved her, very much. How could the spirits condemn such a strong love?
Hakoda took a cloth and rolled his daughter over onto her back, nudging her legs open and gently wiping her clean. Katara blushed and looked away before she felt Bato stroke her cheek, and she looked up at him. He offered her a smile before lowering his head to press his lips to her forehead.
Katara looked back at her father when he gently scooped her up in his arms, cradling her, as if he wanted to rock her to sleep. She rested his had against his chest and Bato watched silently before he reached out to stroke the girl's cheek. Hakoda continued holding her, and Katara peered up at the two men. Both had satisfied but loving expressions on their faces, and she blushed a little. Under the gentle embrace and caresses, she closed her eyes.
Hakoda lay her down on the furs so that she was now sandwiched between the two men. She felt one of them, she didn't know or care who, pull up the furs so they would remain warm. The men smiled as she snuggled between them. They would take her in the morning, and whenever they pleased from now on. She belonged to them, and they would always cherish her. She fell asleep in their embrace, snuggled up to both of them, their gentle caresses lulling and comforting her.
Hakoda opened his eyes slowly, taking in the scene. What a lovely thing to wake up to, he thought, smiling as he traced his fingertips gently along his daughter's cheek. Bato was still sleeping, holding Katara from the front, while Hakoda was spooning her from behind. Her plump rear end was against his stomach, and he smiled at his.
The girl stirred slightly as her cheek was caressed, but remained asleep. Being between two warm bodies had surprisingly helped her to sleep well, as she had been so comforted by the obvious affection they had shown her. If they had not really cared for her, they would have simply taken her, without any mind to her own feelings or comfort. And the night they had spent together was beautiful, and it took all doubt from her head.
Bato loved her and wanted to be her husband; Her father loved her, and wanted her utmost happiness. They were good friends as well, and sharing Katara had been a odd thought at first, but last night proved that it would work out well between the three of them. And it was very comfortable, and would continue to be comfortable – after all, both of them wanted her to be happy.
Hakoda pressed a gentle kiss to his daughter's forehead.
"Wake up, my lovely Tara..." he whispered into her ear, gently nibbling along the earlobe as he did so. The girl's eyelids fluttered open and she whimpered softly, a bit disoriented at first as was common on waking, hearing her father's voice but seeing Bato's face. But the disorientation was fixed as she rubbed her eyes and turned her head a bit to look over her shoulder, seeing her father grinning at her.
"G... good morning, Daddy..." she said softly, wiping the sleep away from her eyes and blinking a few times as she felt a hand caress along her hip, she didn't know whose.
"Good morning, my Tara... sleep well?" he asked, caressing her hair. Bato stirred but did not wake. She blushed a little and nodded. Last night was still a bit strange to her, and though she was not angry or disgusted, it would take a bit getting used to.
"I am glad..." Hakoda replied before he chuckled softly and caressed her side. He looked over at Bato and smiled.
"...Will you marry him?" he asked softly. She stared at him for a few moments before nodding slowly. She did not see why not – Bato was a good man and she had no interest in anyone else.
Hakoda nodded, smiling happily. He was glad that she had accepted his friend, and now he would be truly part of the family.
"What about you, Daddy?" Katara asked softly as her father's hand gently caressed her side.
"Mmm, I would like to keep our closeness when you are wed...Bato and I talked about it earlier, and it does not bother him."
"He really agrees to this? You two... have no problem with... sharing?" she whispered as she rolled over onto her back to better look at her father.
"Not at all..." he chuckled, "We are too good a pair of friends to fight over something wonderful like this." he stated. She blushed and looked down shyly. He looked over at Bato once more and smirked almost deviously.
"Mm, my Tara, it looks like Bato is a deep sleeper...Why don't you wake him up?" his tone was seductive, a clear indication of just how she should wake up her husband-to-be.
At the mention of his name, the man stirred and opened his eyes, smiling a bit, raising a hand to lazily wipe the sleep from his eyes.
"A-ah...Good...Morning...Katara…" he said, softly, looking down at what she was doing. She smiled sweetly and placed a gentle kiss on his lips as she brought him to full attention.
"Bato?" she asked softly.
"Yes...Nnh..." he purred, shifting a bit, his cock rising further. Hakoda shivered, running his fingertips along her rear.
"I will be your wife." Katara whispered softly. He tilted his head, and a wide grin came to his face. Hooking one arm around her, the other propping himself up, he sealed his lips over hers in a gentle kiss. When they parted, he smiled.
"Thank you, Katara... I will always cherish you. But, what about your father?" he asked.
"I accept him as well. You can both have me." she whispered.
Bato gently kissed along her thighs, spreading them open for Hakoda to see. Both men were proud of their handiwork. They had now claimed her completely, and no other man would ever have her in the way they did.
Katara blushed and stared at them, knowing what they were looking at. She could feel it, for they had filled her up so well.
Recalling a lesson in healing she had learned in the North, she flicked her hand a little, drawing out all the seed within her, giving the men a extra treat to see. This trick came in handy, said Yaguda, in case a woman had been assaulted, so that she did not have to bear the seed of a rape. But it also worked to keep a couple from having unwanted children, so said couple could exercise their passion with abandon. And she had no doubt that her father and her husband-to-be would wish to have her quite often. And she would always welcome them.