“Eat,” he commanded.
It felt too intimate as she bit from the meat which he held, but she savored the juicy taste of the well roasted animal. She took a large chunk chewing on it in delight.
When she was done swallowing it, he trust the meat to her again. He kept on doing this until the meat finished. Her stomach was the fullest it had been in a long while.
“Do you want more?” Her kidnapper asked.
She shook her head. She had to control herself otherwise they would fatten her up before they feasted on her. The thought made her tensed, making her realize that she was amongst the enemies.
He shoved a gourd at her, and she hesitated before drinking from it. She was relieved when she tasted it. Water. Cold sweet water. Her body relaxed after the heavy meal.
A cry went up amongst the fire and she moved closer to the chief. The cry traveled amongst the body stopping by the chief who let out a bellow. Then words began to flow in a song. She watched as their bodies moved in a dance with the song. She had no idea what they were saying, but they seemed to be having fun. They were barbarians, yet they had their culture despite how prude it was.
The people danced for hours, laughing and eating. The men danced around the women, pulling them to their groins, in a manner that made Hannah blush. They were openly lewd. The women turned to the men who caressed them, trying to steal kisses while the women laughed shamelessly.
She looked away. If her stepfather was here, he would be consumed with rage for the sins they committed. Her gaze met him. He was watching her and the blush intensified as he held her face, his finger hovering over her lips. Her body was burning. And there was a tingle in her legs.
“Sachem! (Chief)” someone called to him, and he pulled away from her. She was glad for it, because she was confused about what she felt.
The night was still merry when she left the fire. Following the chief who had gestured to her. Her feet dragged. She had no idea where he was taking her to. Or what he was going to do with her. Was he going to sacrifice her to the gods they worshipped? She had seen some totems around the camp.
They stopped in front of a teepee, which had intricate marks all over it. Torches lit the entrance on both sides.
“Come,” he said, offering her his hand.
She shook her head, taking a step back. He frowned and she gave him her hand, scared of what would happen if she resisted.
He pulled her to him, and she gasped as she was smashed against his chest. Her eyes boggled as his arms wrapped around her waist. Now she understood! He wanted to lay with her. She struggled against his hold. Never! She would not let a barbarian ruin her.
“No!” she cried, pushing away from him. It was even worse than she had thought. She would rather be feasted on like the roasted animal than allow this vile being who had kidnapped her touch her.
“You are mine!” he said with a glare.
“No!” she hit his chest with weak punches. She didn’t belong to him or anyone.
“Sachem?(Chief)”
He let go of her immediately. Her eyes widened. On what seemed to be animal skin was a woman. A naked woman. As she rose, Hannah envied her beautiful tanned smooth skin with high breasts. She was perfection with beautiful shaped eyes and a well carved face.
Bear Claw snapped at her in words she could not understand, but she got the message. He was asking her what she was doing here.
The woman replied him, taking slow steps towards them. She didn’t even bother to hide her nakedness. She stopped in front of Bear Claw and caressed his face, shooting an embarrassed Hannah an annoyed look.
Bear Claw pushed her away. He grabbed her cloth from the ground and pushed them into her hands.
“Wait!” he said to Hannah as he pushed the other woman out.
Who was that woman to him? She wondered. Probably his girlfriend with how confident she had been lying naked in his bed. With how gorgeous he was, he had to have a harem. Samuel had spoken of such. That these barbarians had several wives and concubines who they sinned with. She also recalled him saying the barbarians raped women who resisted them.
She went pale. Would he rape her if she turned down his advances? He had not hurt her since they got into the camp, but he had ambushed her family and taken her away. He was capable of hurting her.
She would rather die than let him touch her. For if he took her dignity, she had nothing else. Her virtue she would protect with her life. Her body shuddered in irritation. She had kept herself all her life, first because she had always been a quiet child with her head buried in books and looking after her mother.
She would escape from this place. She didn’t know how but she would. And she would leave with her virtue intact.
The woman from before, who she had heard been called Aiyana returned. She wore a displeased look, like she was not ready to leave the fun so soon. She pushed Hannah out of the teepee, leading her back to where she had cleaned up.
The lights were put out as Hannah lay on the skin. The woman lay next to her. She made a good show brandishing a blade, which she kept in her waist. It was a warning. If she tries to run in the middle of the night, she would not go far. She may be a woman, but Hannah was not deceived. She was first a Barbarian.
