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Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Featured New Release: TIP OF THE SPEAR by. Marie Harte

Hello My Lovelies,

Today's featured release is Tip Of The Spear (An Amazon Western) by Marie Harte. This novel is sold exclusively through Amazon at the moment. If you are unfamiliar with Marie's work, you should definitely give her a try. She writes with the awesome sauce!

Tip Of The Spear

After people polluted the planet beyond recognition, the sky rocks came and reduced the world to rubble. Yet mankind refused to die, and the world was reborn. Welcome to the New West, where the Nature Laws rule.

1. Procreation is necessary, not optional
2. Women are a precious commodity
3. Harm the earth, lose your life
4. If it can eat you, it will

Welcome to the New West, where the Nature Laws dictate who lives and dies by the way they treat the land, carnivorous horses and blood trees are accepted mutations courtesy of the sky rocks, and the Impact Zone separates the earth-friendly territories of the West from a more sophisticated, steam-powered East. Women are rare commodities, living in extended families with more than one husband, and children are a necessity in a world where sterility is often the norm, not the exception. Life is full of challenge, romance and adventure. Something one courageous, wounded Amazon will find out first-hand.

Thais (Tay-iss) lost her mother, her queen, and most of her tribe at the hands of brutal foreigners, all while she enjoyed a respite from duty. But the young Amazon with vengeance in her heart refuses to lose anything else. She’ll bring back the queen’s stolen crown or die trying. Life in the Territories has its perils: the Nature Laws, carnivorous beasts, and treacherous men who survived the Time of Dying. One man in particular, a warrior in his own right, has an odd effect on her senses. She comes to desire him, to trust him, and she doesn’t like it. Men are good for war and breeding, neither of which Thais has time for, not when she’s so close to finding those responsible for the crown’s theft. In the course of her quest, Thais finds much more than atonement for her troubled past, but a pure and lasting love, if only she has the courage to accept it.  

Hinto was having the most erotic dream. In it, Thais lay naked in his arms, her breasts filling his palms, her ass snug against his cock as he ground into her. He moaned and thrust again, frustrated by the distance between them he couldn’t seem to breach.
 He leaned forward and kissed her neck. She tasted fresh, like the vanilla oatmeal soap he’d handed her, right before she’d walked up to him by the stream, naked as a newborn. He’d never in his life been so ready to fuck as he’d been then. Hell, as he was now.
He cupped her hip and ground against her, needing relief. More, he needed to know what she felt, if she would finally accept him. All of him. An odd flash of energy swept through him, and he said to hell with waiting. He shoved his hand down her pants and between her thighs.
“Fuck, you’re wet,” he murmured and nipped at her ear.
“Hinto,” she breathed and squirmed against him. “Hinto?”
The panic in her tone alerted him that all was not as it should be. Hinto woke with his mouth over Thais’s neck and his hand between her sleek thighs. His finger rested on her engorged nub, and he couldn’t help rubbing it back and forth as he arched into her.
“What are you doing?” she gasped, but she didn’t tell him to stop.
“Yes, that’s it. A little more.” He slid his finger deeper inside her tight sheath and thrust harder against her ass. His jeans rubbed his cock raw as he tried to come. But her hot, wet sex flooded for him, telling him that no matter what she said, she wanted him as much as he wanted her.
“Ss-top. Let me go.”
He groaned. “Dammit, stop squirming.” He removed his hand from between her legs, but every time she bucked against him, she shot his lust sky high.
“Why are you rubbing against me?” She tried to turn in his arms and pushed harder against him.
Completely lost, he groaned as he came, messing a perfectly fine pair of trousers. He heard her call his name in concern, but he couldn’t stop. Hinto finally found relief from a hard-on he’d suffered from most of the night, but his orgasm was less than ideal. He’d prefer to fill her instead of his damned pants.
“Are you all right?”
He opened his eyes to see Thais leaning over him, her shirt unbuttoned, her breasts hanging free. He shifted to lay flat on his back and lifted his arm to cover his eyes and block the view, when he caught the subtle fragrance of her moist need still coating his finger.
Unable to stop himself, he shoved the digit in his mouth and tasted her. By all that was holy, he wanted more.
She flushed and sat back on her heels, straddling his hips. “Why did you do that? And why did you do this in the first place?”
“Damn, you taste good.” He worked to regulate his breathing and tried his best to explain. Thais didn’t look so much angry as confused. And downright sexy. “I was dreaming. I told you I’d dream about you, didn’t I?”
“Yes, but why are you over here? Last night you sat across the fire.”
“You stared moaning in your sleep. Restless, upset.” Her pain had bothered him on a level that made him uncomfortable. “You were also shivering from cold. Probably should have dried out that hair before falling asleep. So I put my arms around you and you fell asleep. I was tired enough to rest with you.”
She flushed. More embarrassed because of a nightmare or because of the near sex they’d had? It was something he’d ask her about… once he cleaned himself up.
“I’m sorry I woke you. But this—I—”
“This wasn’t intentional. I swear.” He shifted underneath her and groaned, not needing another erection with her so close.
“What’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
Damned innocent. The brief joy from his climax faded under an annoying need to make her feel better. Well, screw her. He didn’t need to play nursemaid to Thais. The woman could fend for herself just fine.
“You want to see what you did to me?” he rasped. Without waiting for her answer, he unbuttoned his trousers and parted them. He showed her his semi-hard shaft covered with seed. Masochist that he was, he wrapped her hand around him. “That’s what you did. You got me so hard I came from dry humping you. Made a right mess of myself.”
She stared down at him, speechless. Her gaze fastened on his cock and stayed there, especially when it hardened in her grip. “Does it hurt?” she asked in a low voice.
“Not now. But it’s going to again, real soon. I can feel it.” He groaned, losing his ability to think beyond the pressing ache in his groin.
“You spilled seed,” she said, examining him with curiosity. “For breeding.”
“You could say that. Hmm, rub it some more. Up and down.” He watched her watching him and thought it the most erotic thing he’d ever witnessed. Seeing Thais get him off had him harder than stone.
“This is what makes it leak? When I do this?” She rubbed him right where he liked, and his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Fuck, yes,” he hissed. “Thais, feel how hard I am? That’s because I want you.”
“To spill inside me?”
“Hell, yeah, to spill inside you. You’ve never had anything inside you before, have you?” He shifted under her, gratified when she squeezed him tighter.
“No. Only Amazons selected to breed may,” she murmured, apparently caught in the same wave of lust that he was to mention a part of her past. “You feel harder to me. As if you are growing.”
“More. Rub faster just under there. Feel how hard my balls are?” He shoved his jeans down and tried to widen his legs. He pulled her other hand closer and groaned when she cupped him. His hips arched into her touch, completely under her control. “I want to come inside you, in your mouth, your cunt. You have no idea what I want to do to you,” he breathed, staring up at her with promise. “Just say the word and I’ll give it all to you, honey.”
She frowned. “I feel… funny. I’m as slick as you are.” She slid her fingers over his shaft and balls, rubbing his semen into his skin even as she looked at him with suspicion.
She’s wet. Oh shit. She wants it and doesn’t know what it means.
“I’m aching inside,” she continued, killing him. “Burning. Is this what it feels like to you?”
Fuck. I’m nearly there. “Yeah, oh yeah, aching. Fuck me, I’m coming again. Hold me tight,” he urged before he grunted and spattered his shirt with more come than he’d thought he had left.
She eventually removed her hand and stared at the moisture coating her fingers. Linking gazes, she mimicked what he’d done earlier. She stuck her finger to her tongue and tasted him.
“That’s even better than seeing you naked. Watching you lick my seed.” If he’d had the energy, he would have shown her how to ease that ache inside. But he couldn’t do much more than lie there feeling drunk.
Thais regarded him with speculation. “This is the joining, then. Sex? This is the great mystery?” She smiled, looking strangely relieved. “A man ruts and spills, and your women hunger for it.” She shook her head. “I think I will never understand.”
He flushed as she moved away and disappeared in the direction of the stream. Damned if she hadn’t taken him to heaven, only to rip it away with a smile. His self-esteem drowned in a sea of mortification. But he couldn’t deny he deserved it. Not only had he—though unknowingly—taken advantage of her while they slept, but he’d come twice when she’d yet to have an orgasm.
“I’m crazy for even thinking about pursuing this,” he muttered to himself while he cleaned up. He visited the stream, unsure of what to say to Thais. Unsure of how to talk to a woman. A first in his life.
Thais spoke first, her voice full of confidence. “Thank you, Hinto. I learned much from our encounter. I find your physical reactions curious. Do all men react this way to a woman’s touch?”
“When a woman looks and acts the way you do, a man would have to be dead not to react the way I did,” he growled, defensive.
She fucking grinned at him. “I didn’t mean offense. I found your taste not unpleasant.”
He closed his eyes, not needing that reminder again, especially when his dumbass dick twitched.
She shook her hands free of the water clinging to them. “I will wait for you by the camp.”
He watched the little witch go back to camp. Witch or Amazon? She couldn’t possibly mean Amazon, as in, legendary warrior woman from beyond the border. Probably some wacko group of women living in a remote section of the Territories who pretended to play tough. Then again, from the way Thais handled her conflicts with fists and feet, one might assume she’d come from that mythic tribe.
He cleaned himself as best he could and shivered in the morning air that made the cold spots on his pants even colder. He didn’t like the feeling that he’d been set aside, a curiosity and threat no more, as if Thais thought she’d seen what he had to offer and could so easily dismiss him.
Grunting with impatience, Hinto finished by the stream and took a moment to regroup. He’d taken the damned job for Kitty to be closer to Thais. Crazy notion. Because now that he had his wish, he almost wanted to go back and forget all about her. The damned woman had wormed her way under his skin. He wanted to sleep with her something fierce, but more, he wanted to help her, and he already had his hands full trying to help himself.
He knew better than most that happiness was a God-awful illusion. A chance at security was the best any of them could do in these times. So why did he want to find Bartel for the Amazon? Why did he itch to make her feel the way he had just moments ago? Why not take the pleasure and forget about giving it back, focus on his father’s health and finding the ones who’d hurt him?
“Because I’m a dumb shit who’s as likely to get shot as he is to find his father a cure,” he muttered, and tromped back to camp.
He found Thais clean, dressed, and ready to ride.
And ripe to be plucked from that innocence shining in her bright green eyes.
“Whenever you’re ready,” she said in a throaty, accented voice that made him think of soft sheets and sweaty sex.
I’ve been ready since the moment I laid eyes on you. He wanted to yank her off her horse and show her just what an orgasm felt like, and why so many lucky women in the Territories claimed him the best they’d ever had. Instead he glowered and moved past her to Beast.
The next few days were going to be the longest in his life, he just knew it.


Marie Harte is an author of erotic romance with over sixty titles in print and electronic format. She majored in English from Penn State, served in the United States Marine Corps, and has a rich background of experience from which she writes. She loves romance in all forms and likes to think outside the box. Feel free to email her. She loves hearing from readers.


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