Free Discovering Daisy by Lacey Thorn Page A

And all thanks to Saviour. Now they could even communicate better with each other. He was picking up some of the English from her and she had learned a few words from him as well. She still didn’t know his given name as he seemed to like the name she’d given him.
    But nothing lasts forever and soon Clancy was on the horizon again, with more friends. And this time she was not leaving. Her sister was almost six months pregnant and would never be able to stand the abuse these men would dish out. So Daisy made her stand. She thought nothing of the way she looked. But the men did. She had long blonde hair that was braided to the small of her back and big brown eyes. Her skin was no longer fair but had taken on a soft golden glow from her time outdoors. She was tall for a woman, five feet seven inches, most of it legs. But there was nothing she could do to hide the fullness of her breasts beneath the calico of her dress.
    She felt their gazes, felt their hunger and shuddered. She hoped that she could take them, hoped that they left her sister alone. And she hoped and prayed that Saviour, who she knew watched over her, would stay away and not get hurt. He was like family to her and she didn’t want to lose another member of her family.
    The men settled in and Daisy laced their food with the powder Saviour had given her. It was supposed to make the men sleep. Then she could get her sister out of there, if only for the night. But Clancy didn’t touch his food. He sat and drank and watched Daisy with a fiery lust in his eyes. Though he was only a few inches taller, the look in his eyes intimidated her. His arms were muscular and whatever he was doing for months at a time was keeping him fit.
    “We need more water,” he yelled and Daisy grabbed the bucket and headed out to the well.   She noticed a few of the men yawning and hoped that soon they’d be asleep. But luck didn’t seem to be with Daisy and Amelia tonight. A piercing scream sounded and Daisy dropped the bucket and ran at her sister’s distress. When she reached the door it was to see two of the men tearing at her sister’s clothes saying they had never fucked a pregnant woman. Her sister screamed and struggled between them but she was no match for the men who held her.
    Daisy moved to help her but strong arms caught her from behind and she was jerked against the aroused body of her brother-in-law.
    “No disappearing to help the neighbours this time Daisy girl. This time I’m going to fuck you like I’ve been wanting to since the day I married your sister.” He began carrying her towards the bedroom and she lay still, saving her energy for when he released her. She kept her eyes on her sister trying to will Amelia some of her strength but her sister didn’t see her.
    The bedroom door slammed and Amelia’s scream stopped. A cold chill washed over Daisy and she knew that her sister’s life might depend on her getting to Amelia in time. She was thrown to the bed, knocking the air out of her and before she could catch her breath Clancy was over her ripping at her dress with one hand while he worked on releasing his pants with the other.
    She lay stunned for only a moment before she went into action. Her knee came up and nailed him in the area he planned to use on her and her hands reached for his eyes. She clawed at them and must have reached her mark as he howled in pain and tried to roll away. But years of hatred were bottled inside her and she kept attacking. He groped blindly for his boot and she noticed the sheathed knife that he was reaching for. Lost in the rage she took it before he could and felt cold satisfaction as the blade buried in his chest, a perfect stab into the heart, if he had one. He looked at her with surprise. His mouth opened and shut without uttering a sound and blood began to trickle from the corner.
    And Daisy felt nothing. No joy, no pain, no shame for having taken his life. She was empty. There was noise behind her but she was too