Selah March

July 12, 2008

Coming tomorrow: WILD HORSES

Filed under: New release — Selah March @ 1:04 pm

Contemporary Western homoerotic romance (M/M)

Sequel to the bestselling 2007 Amber Allure release, SEVEN YEAR ACHE, now available at Fictionwise.

Two weeks on a dude ranch can only be good for what ails you, right? Unless what ails you is grief and guilt severe enough to make you attempt suicide. Still, Blake Talbot agrees to accompany his Ivy League frat brothers on a trip out west to honor the memory of their beloved friend, Charlie. Blake hopes he can find a little peace of mind under the bright Montana skies. Instead, he finds Kris Killborn, who’s the exact opposite of peaceful in every possible way.

Kris has big plans, but at the moment he’s stuck in Montana’s Flathead Valley, spending the summer working as a hired hand on the Lazy C guest ranch while he dreams of making it big in Nashville. He sure as hell has no interest in getting all tangled up with some damaged college boy from back east.

On the surface, Blake and Kris have nothing in common…unless you count a sexual chemistry that’s downright combustible. Yet underneath all that they fit together like pieces of a puzzle. Will they be able to put aside their little differences long enough to get a good look at the big picture?

Reacquaint yourself with the folks at the Lazy C. Find out how volatile best-friends-turned-lovers Rafe and Jamie are faring, check in with Aunt Cindy, and see how Lilah Montclaire finally gets her happy ending…all within the pages of WILD HORSES, the latest installment of my “Big Sky Boys” series.



“I thought maybe I’d let you kiss me.”

Kris tilted his head, plainly considering the offer. “Think that’d make us even?”

“Guess it depends on the kiss.”

Kris laughed a third time — a full on chuckle that felt like chips of dry ice rushing over Blake’s skin. “It’s always the quiet ones.”

“What’s that supposed to–“

“Shut up, college boy.”

Kris kissed like he was trying to suck Blake’s soul out from behind his tonsils. Like the sun that had gone down just over two hours ago was never coming up again. Like it was the final night of the world, and the two of them were the last men standing. With his whole body, and every bit of his mouth — lips, teeth and tongue engaged in a full, tactical advance.

What little sense remained in Blake’s brain sloshed around, firing off random thoughts like “Somebody’s going to see us” and “Damn, if he kisses like this, I bet he fucks like a demon.” But maybe that was what he needed — a hard, merciless, take-no-prisoners fuck to erase the memory of what never happened between him and Charlie because Blake had been too much of a coward, and then it was too late.

Kris gripped the shoulder of his shirt and hauled him closer. “How long are you here for?”

“Two weeks.”

“That’s plenty.”

Blake pulled back and tried to catch Kris’s eye. “For what?”

“Depends. What d’you want?”

“I…don’t know.” He swallowed, suddenly ashamed at how bad he was at this — how plainly green and inexperienced. “What do you want?”

Kris grinned against the side of his neck and sent a whisper down the collar of his shirt that made Blake’s toes curl inside his boots. “I wanna fuck you so long and hard you can’t let out a breath that don’t taste like my name.”


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