{"id":328,"date":"2014-12-30T21:37:32","date_gmt":"2014-12-31T02:37:32","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=328"},"modified":"2014-12-30T21:37:32","modified_gmt":"2014-12-31T02:37:32","slug":"ota-discovers-fire-by-vinnie-tesla","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=328","title":{"rendered":"Ota Discovers Fire by Vinnie Tesla"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><span style=\"line-height: 1.5;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/ota_FW.jpg\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft\" src=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/2014\/12\/ota_thumbnail.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"100\" height=\"150\" \/><\/a>ebook $2.99<br \/>\nISBN 9781613900642<br \/>\n14,240 words<\/p>\n<p>[wp_eStore_add_to_cart id=61]<\/span><\/p>\n<p>The ebook edition is also available at: <a href=\"https:\/\/store.kobobooks.com\/en-us\/ebook\/ota-discovers-fire-1\">Amazon<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.barnesandnoble.com\/w\/ota-discovers-fire-vinnie-tesla\/1113250220?ean=2940015579918\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Barnes &amp; Noble<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/www.smashwords.com\/books\/view\/243638\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">Smashwords<\/a>, <a href=\"https:\/\/store.kobobooks.com\/en-us\/ebook\/ota-discovers-fire-1\">Kobo <\/a>&amp; <a href=\"https:\/\/www.allromanceebooks.com\/product-otadiscoversfire-970099-349.html\" target=\"_blank\" rel=\"noopener\">AllRomanceEbooks<\/a>.<\/p>\n<p>The winner of Circlet Press\u2019s 2012 \u201cFantastic Erotica\u201d award, <em><strong>Ota Discovers Fire<\/strong><\/em> is a clich\u00e9-busting fantasy tale of magic, kinky sex, and witty dialogue.<\/p>\n<p>The story follows Ota, a novice fire magician with no wilderness survival skills, who is traveling through the forest to reach his relatives in Ivy City. His journey is enlivened when he comes across a girl who claims to be able to turn herself into a wolf, and when she agrees to guide and protect him\u2026 for a price. As with all of Vinnie Tesla\u2019s Circlet publications, <em><strong>Ota Discovers Fire<\/strong><\/em> is at once funny and sexy, a masterful display of worldbuilding, and defies standard fantasy tropes.<\/p>\n<p>To celebrate the 20th anniversary of Circlet Press, readers were given the opportunity to vote for their favorite story from among all the stories published by Circlet from 2008 to the present. <em><strong>Ota Discovers Fire<\/strong><\/em>\u2013originally published in Circlet Press\u2019s travel-themed anthology,<em><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=308\"> Like a Long Road Home<\/a><\/strong><\/em>\u2013beat out hundreds of other stories to claim the title of top story. (The top 19 stories have been compiled in a print anthology, <em><strong><a href=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=229\">Fantastic Erotica<\/a><\/strong><\/em>, also recently released by Circlet Press.) <em><strong>Ota Discovers Fire<\/strong><\/em> is available here as a stand-alone ebook, with bonus glossary.<\/p>\n<p>\u201c\u2026 A traveler\u2019s tale that blends anthropological satire with a compelling setting and delightfully hot human-werewolf sex scenes that flow seamlessly from the plot.\u201d \u2013 Publishers Weekly (starred review of Fantastic Erotica)<\/p>\n<p><strong>About the Author:<\/strong><\/p>\n<p>Vinnie Tesla is the author of <a href=\"https:\/\/circlet.com\/?page_id=312\"><em><strong>The Erotofluidic Age<\/strong><\/em>,<\/a> a tongue-in-cheek pornographic steampunk ebook, published by Circlet Press. He has a bunch of short stories and a badly neglected blog at <a href=\"https:\/\/vinnietesla.com\">vinnietesla.com<\/a>. His current project is a crime novel set in the world of \u201cOta Discovers Fire.\u201d He lives in Somerville, Massachusetts with his spousalbeast and has never owned a car, a house, or a tie-dyed article of clothing.<\/p>\n<p>Look under the cut for a hot excerpt!<span id=\"more-4380\"><\/span><\/p>\n<p><!--more-->That afternoon, they crossed a broad, shallow creek, Ota pausing before each shaky leap from mossy rock to mossy rock. From the other side of the creek, the autochthon, who had flowed across the water hardly breaking stride, watched with an expression which he suspected concealed suppressed laughter.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe stop here,\u201d she announced when, with a final stumbling bound, he arrived on the muddy bank at her side.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWe do?\u201d The sun was still high in the sky.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThere is water here, and a little food.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201c\u2018Cause I could still go another\u2013\u201d He looked at her face and noticed the dark circles under her eyes. She was still not fully recovered from last night\u2019s transformation, he realized.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cOkay, cool,\u201d he corrected himself. \u201cWe can get some rest.\u201d He set his pack down.<\/p>\n<p>She picked a spot and unfastened her kilt and belt, setting them down on the ground. He forced himself not to stare at her broad pubic patch, her little high buttocks, as she settled herself onto the ground, curling into a ball on the pelt. \u201cI sleep now,\u201d she announced, and she closed her eyes.<\/p>\n<p>He sat down and watched the riffling of the creek beside them. For a moment his feet felt relief, then he was overtaken by a sensation he hadn\u2019t experienced in over a week\u2013he was restless. His energy was still high, and he wanted something to do.<br \/>\nAs quietly as he could, he rummaged through his pack and extracted a tiny, precious cake of soap, for which he had paid an extravagant sum at the village. Then he stood and made his way upstream. He found the experience of walking without a pack startlingly pleasant. After several days of its weight, there was a giddy lightness to bearing only his own. The sound of rushing water ahead drew him on, and he soon was at the base of a small cascade, the water pouring off a series of ledges into chest-deep pools floored in dead leaves and sparkling sand.<\/p>\n<p>The day was warm and he hadn\u2019t bathed since the village the week before. He took off all his clothes and jumped into the water, biting back a cry at the cold, then began exuberantly soaping himself, groaning with pleasure.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cWhat are you doing?\u201d came the Ulvzarger\u2019s voice, very close, behind him. He jumped and went down in the water, flailing and splashing. She was sitting cross-legged on a rock at the top of the little fall.<\/p>\n<p>Suppressing his anger and embarrassment, he tried to explain about the new fashion for washing with soap that had started supplanting anointing with oil among the more forward-looking Ensans in the past few years.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cShow me!\u201d she demanded, springing into the water beside him, leaving her wolf-pelt behind on the rock.<\/p>\n<p>Well,\u201d he said hesitantly, \u201cyou work up some lather like this\u2026.\u201d He demonstrated with the cake of soap, then handed it to her. She took it, but held still.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThen you rub the suds onto yourself\u2026.\u201d He demonstrated.<br \/>\nInstead of following suit, she raised her arms. \u201cShow me!\u201d she said again.<\/p>\n<p>Throat thick, he stepped forward, and found that the water only came to mid-thigh where he was now standing. He ran sudsy hands over her ribcage and stomach. She smiled encouragingly, and he soaped the dark tufts under her arms, then reached up her arms to her wrists.<\/p>\n<p>He could feel his penis lengthening and thickening as his hands ran over her body. She watched it unabashedly, with her curious little closed-mouth smile. \u201cAnd, um, you can wash the rest of your body, the same way,\u201d he announced.<\/p>\n<p>Her smile disappeared, and he tried to turn his attention to washing the remaining suds off himself as she clumsily turned the slippery cake in her hands, then spread the suds over her pubic triangle and small breasts.<\/p>\n<p>She put the soap down and suddenly leapt in his direction with a terrifying roar. He flinched as she hit the water beside him with an enormous splash, then rose laughing merrily.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNow both us are clean!\u201d she announced. She stepped close, her nostrils flared. \u201cYou smell good.\u201d Her fingertips traced up his bare flanks. The head of his cock bumped against her navel.<\/p>\n<p>He took a stumbling step backward, and her expression clouded. \u201cYou are not allowed? You must stay pure for marry?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>He flushed\u2013calling an Ensan man of his age and class a virgin was an insult, though he knew her question was not so intended.<br \/>\n\u201cI\u2019ve been with plenty of girls,\u201d he said defensively, and he climbed out of the water to begin toweling himself off with his shirt.<\/p>\n<p>She followed him and stood streaming and naked on the rock beside him. \u201cYou choose your women well?\u201d she said teasingly. \u201cThey bring you much honor?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019m\u2026. really not sure what you mean.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cThe women you have fucked: they are brave? Rich? Clever?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cUm\u2026 I guess.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She sighed in exasperation. \u201cTheir honor is yours. Choose wisely, or you lose honor.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI\u2019ll\u2026 um\u2026 keep that in mind.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She was still looking at him steadily.<\/p>\n<p>\u201cI just\u2026\u201d he began. \u201cIt\u2019s not right for women to be so\u2026 aggressive.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>She looked taken aback. \u201cI beat you in fight. Right of arva is mine, of fuck-choosing.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>Now he was indignant. \u201cYou mean you think now you get to\u2026 to take me whether I want it or not.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>\u201cNo.\u201d She smiled, and all her many teeth showed. \u201cI am too\u2026 niiicccccce.\u201d She drew out the word into a dangerous hiss. \u201cI will not force you.\u201d She stepped forward again, and her nipples were brushing against his bare chest. \u201cLucky for me you are wanting it so much, hmm?\u201d<\/p>\n<p>The sun, now approaching the tree line, was failing to disperse the chill from the stream\u2019s water. \u201cLook, I\u2019m getting cold,\u201d Ota said. \u201cLet\u2019s go back to the fire.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>At their campsite, he threw a few more branches on the glowing embers and stood to watch them catch.<\/p>\n<p>After a moment\u2019s silence, he turned to look at his guide. \u201cI am not an autochthon,\u201d said Ota. \u201cI am not a member of your pack, and I am not going to act like a member of your pack no matter how many times you punch me in the stomach. I am your\u2013\u201d She was watching him intently with an unreadable expression. He had been about to say \u2018employer,\u2019 but he bit the word back. \u201c\u2013equal.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth. \u201cYou do have the fire in you,\u201d she said, \u201cI had fear you were soft all through.\u201d<\/p>\n<p><em>To read the rest, buy the ebook today!<\/em><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"line-height: 1.5;\">[wp_eStore_fancy2 id=61]<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>ebook $2.99 ISBN 9781613900642 14,240 words [wp_eStore_add_to_cart id=61] The ebook edition is also available at: Amazon, Barnes &amp; Noble, Smashwords, Kobo &amp; AllRomanceEbooks. The winner of Circlet Press\u2019s 2012 \u201cFantastic Erotica\u201d award, Ota Discovers Fire is a clich\u00e9-busting fantasy tale of magic, kinky sex, and witty dialogue. 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