Another Scorching Summer author stops by on Harper's blog!

Well, only six days now until the release of Brothers Of The Wild North Sea and four other terrific summer-scorcher reads from Samhain! It's all getting pretty exciting, and today I'm handing over to the talented Joely Sue Burkhart for a touch of some rather intriguing M/M action from her latest novel, Her Grace's Stable. Welcome, Joely, and my blog is all yours. (Readers, don't forget to click the Rafflecopter link at the end of this post!)

Thank you so much for allowing me to crash your blog, Harper!
Are you ready for a Scorching Summer?  On June 11th some smokin’ RED HOT Samhain reads will be released from authors Mari Carr, Erin Nicholas, Harper Fox and Shelli Stevens, and I’m honored to have my book, Her Grace’s Stable, included in such a fantastic lineup!
What a mix it is, too, offering contemporary to historical M/M to what I call “A Jane Austen Space Opera.”  Her Grace’s Stable is a crazy fun mix of steampunk/SF, femdom, MMF ménage, and yes, pony play.
Now don’t be alarmed if pony play isn’t quite your thing.  I was scared to death when Arthur showed up and showed me all the things he wanted…needed…to explore.  The deeper I went into his fantasy, the hotter it got.  He’s not into humiliation play at all, but is in search of a loving, healing relationship.  He can only find his way back to humanity by freeing his secret need and embracing his darkest side.
Luckily, Violet, the Black Duchess of the Queen’s Light Dragoons, knows exactly how to unbridle that wild stallion.
Get your copy of Her Grace’s Stable at Samhain, Amazon, or Barnes and Noble.
We’re giving away some incredible prizes including a $50 gift certificate as well as individual gifts like my Jane Austen Royal Mail stamp set, so be sure to stop by Shelli’s , Erin’s , and Harper’s blogs to enter often!

Excerpt:

Agonizing bliss racked his entire body. Spasm after spasm shook him and he couldn’t stop. He’d never allowed a man to touch him intimately, but the last thing he wanted was for his new friend to cease the gentle stroking. A simple cleansing had never felt so good. After agonizing need and pain for so long, even another man’s touch felt incredible.
I’m that desperate.
That’s how low I’ve fallen.
He collapsed against the smaller man, unable to stop the shaking sobs that escaped. They didn’t sound human. He hadn’t been human for a long time. Surely a real man wouldn’t cry like a baby in another man’s arms.
“Shhh, you’re going to be all right now,” Cole whispered, stroking his hair with those incredible hands. “You’ll see. Lady Blackmyre’s a rare mistress, good and kind, hard when she needs to be, and so calm, so confident, so…so…”
“Commanding.” He winced at the rawness of his throat.
“So you can talk. Can you tell me your name?”
Better late than never, he tried to think through his options. He’d been kicking himself for one idiotic choice after another. Desperation had driven him to trust someone, who’d then betrayed him to his family. Their betrayal hurt most of all. He’d rather die than let anyone find out who he was, but if he didn’t give out his House name, he doubted even the Duchess would recognize him.
“Arthur.”
“Good to meet you, Arthur. Let’s rest here awhile and when you’re ready, do you think you’ll have the strength to make our way to Blackmyre?”
“I thank you for your help, but I need to be moving on.”
“You need help.” Cole didn’t make any demands or raise his voice with insistence—but he spoke with the quiet conviction of common sense, which made it difficult for Arthur to argue. “You’re weak and hurt. You’ve been horribly mistreated, which takes quite a toll on a man’s body.”
You have no idea what toll has been taken on my body. Despite the man’s considerate attention, Arthur couldn’t help the tension screaming through his muscles. Fight, flee, destroy, rage, that’s all he had left. He hadn’t even been able to call his body his any longer. The last thing he wanted to do was put himself anywhere near that deceptively small lady. She had the calm confidence to stand inside a confined space with a wild animal of a man without a single glimmer of fear or doubt. God only knew to what new lows she could bring him.

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