The Virgin Madam an #oldwest #historical #lgbt romance

 

The Virgin Madam  (Second Edition)

Girls and Guns, Book 1

By Shiloh Saddler

 

Re-released April 11, 2017

 

Blurb:

After her Papa is murdered by a member of the Fletcher Gang in 1879, Laura Rutherford inherits a brothel in Bitterroot Flats, California a town run by outlaws. She secretly lusts after the working girls in her establishment thinking her urges will prevent her from finding love, and she is destined to live life as the Virgin Madam.

 

When Joe Bascum comes to her brothel asking for a room she is surprised to learn that this young cowboy is actually a woman in disguise and she wants to fulfill her fantasy. But a member of the Fletcher Gang is hunting Joe out for revenge. Will the outlaws prevent them from starting a life together?

 

Price: $1.99
Length: 17,800 words/72 pages

 

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Excerpt:

Time for the can-can show. My heart palpitated in anticipation. Shamelessly I watched the four women file on stage in their long matching red skirts and black stockings. A red feather in their hair.

 

Mr. Wilson finished the intro music. I gave him a small smile and nod before returning my attention to the women. I let out a quiet sigh. They were all beauties. When I was younger, I cried myself to sleep wishing I had their figure; now full grown I had given up on that dream. I wasn’t tall and leggy like Lulu. I wasn’t as curvy as Rose. I didn’t have Amanda’s fiery red hair or Delilah’s flawless complexion. I was just average.

 

The black silk chokers around their necks helped draw attention to their faces and lower to their breasts. The ladies grabbed their skirts and walked to the edge of the stage, swishing their petticoats suggestively and showing off their white bloomers. Many men let out cheers or said lewd comments. Ash rushed in and grabbed a seat. He leaned back in his chair put two fingers to his lips and let out a shrill whistle. Like me, he caught as many performances as he could. The bastard had become a regular fixture in Bitterroot Flats, easily partaking in the entitlements. Including murder. He must have had a past with Fletcher. Done jobs together, maybe even served time together.

 

I had to put up with him. But I didn’t have to pretend to like him. I seared his back with a fiery stare, hoping he could feel my anger.

 

I wish I never had to see Ash again. I wish I had the power to ban him from the Honey Ranch. The power to keep him from Amanda would be some satisfaction, but the Fletcher Gang owned the town. Ash could do whatever he damn well pleased and I was powerless to stop him.

 

I exhaled slowly. Ash wasn’t going to spoil the show for me. I focused on the women, their every seductive move. The dancers turned around in place before prancing around the stage in a small circle, flashing the gentlemen big smiles. Their faces, heavily painted with rouge and lip paint, glowed under the stage’s lighting. A thrill zipped through me when they formed a line again and started their high kicks. Some of the men clapped, keeping time with the music. Others tapped their empty beer glasses on the tables. The rowdy atmosphere didn’t bother me anymore. The scent of beer and whiskey wafted through the air, mixing with the smell of sweat, horses, and the honeysuckle perfume the ladies wore. I easily tuned out the men, my attention narrowing to the women working the stage as if their lives depended on it. How they managed to dance so well in those high-heeled black boots I’d never know. They helped show off their legs, though. And I could drool over all those legs. Heat and desire burning in my belly, I hoped no one could read my dirty thoughts.

 

The women continued playing with their skirts, bending forward and then slowly pulling their skirts back to reveal their stockings a little at a time. They were all such a tease, enticing the men. And me as well. When they turned around and pulled their skirts over their head to show off their behinds, I clenched my thighs together, my drawers dampening.

 

Oooh. This was a good show. The ladies were sure to each land a client, beckoning a man to their rooms after the dance. How many times had I wished it would be me? Whoever heard of a woman servicing another woman at a whorehouse? Whoever heard of a woman wanting to lie with another woman?

 

 

Guest Post Info

 

What inspired you to write The Virgin Madam?

 

I have a history degree, so when I began writing romance I naturally gravitated toward the historical genre. I was disappointed to see there were very few F/F historicals available. So I decided it was time for me to write my own. The Virgin Madam was my first published lesbian romance, and I am excited that is finally being re-released.

 

I grew up watching westerns my favorite being Gunsmoke. Maybe that was why the first F/F idea I got involved a cowgirl and a madam. Laura and Josephine both came to me as fully formed characters. Laura inherits a brothel after her Papa is murdered. She thought she’d be trapped in Bitterroot Flats and lonely for the rest of her life until the tomboy Josephine struts into her life and wants to make her fantasies come true.

 

 

Lesbians in the Wild West

 

Today it isn’t unusual in the United States for a woman to be married to another woman, or for a woman to be with another woman as a life partner. Gay rights have come a long way, and yes there is still a long way to go.

 

The Virgin Madam takes place in Bitterroot Flats, California in 1879. During this time it was definitely considered sinful to have intimate relations with the same sex and there were many laws on the books making it a crime.

 

Laura Rutherford inherits her papa’s brothel after he is murdered. Becoming the madam makes controlling her urges for the working women even more difficult. She fights these thoughts and thinks she is a freak until she meets Josephine “Joe” Bascum who shares who desire to share her life with another woman.

 

Josephine “Joe” Bascum dresses like a cowboy and has lived many years of her life as a man. I’ve read many historical accounts where one of the ladies has a boyish frame and parades around town with a woman on her arm. It is the only safe way Joe can be with a woman and it fit her tomboy personality well. From their first meeting, she wants to get Laura to come out of her shell and accept who she is. But will that acceptance lead to a future together?

 

 

Author Bio and Links

 

Shiloh Saddler is primarily a GLBT Erotic Romance author. Her favorite genre is historical romance. She likes to do research for her steamy romances first hand. She has invented a time machine and travels back to the 19th century on a regular basis. There are experimental settings on her time machine which could propel her into the future and even other worlds. She believes love and a good book makes anything possible.

 

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3 New #GLBT Tuesday Teasers from Sexy to Go #Gay Romance

From:

Styx and Stone by Leigh Ellwood:

 

After a sleep break and a leisurely sit with a hot coffee—we have it here, no worries—I emerged from my cabin to find him, tall, dark-haired, and brooding handsome face covered in stubble, leaning against the ticket booth with his arms folded and ankles crossed. He only needed a leather jacket and lit cigarette to complete the tough-guy aura, but when I neared in my blue tank top, cargo shorts, and flip flops he turned into a whiner and ruined the whole image.

“Finally.” He huffed and pushed away from the booth. “I’ve been waiting forever for somebody to help me.”

“Of course you have. This is forever and it’s also never. Keep your jocks on.” Or not. I’m good either way, and when he stomped away a few feet to release his frustration I admired how that fine ass filled his jeans. I thought of filling it with my hard cock and let a sigh of disappointment sag me. There’s no rule against the departed hanging out on my side of the river for any length of…well, you know, but once I dock at the other end everybody’s hot to see what the afterlife offers.

Stone Herron struck me as just that type, eager to get on with eternity. I consulted the roster as his listing surfaced. Mid-thirties, otherwise healthy, single. Standing in the wrong spot when something conked him on the head.

I tsked and tore off his ticket from the dispenser. “Sucky business, dude. Looks like you weren’t finished in the mortal world yet.”

He rubbed the back of his scalp, presumably where the hard falling object had made contact. “I was at a protest rally. They’d just struck down the same-sex marriage ban and some assholes decided to picket downtown. We only went to counter peacefully, and somebody apparently packed bricks. Who the fuck throws a brick into a crowd of people?”

 

From:

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea

He became aware of the sound of laughter and music. Something prodded him in the ribs, and he opened his eyes to find several beaming faces peering down at him. The owners of those faces chattered amongst themselves.

“He came again, the handsome boy.”

“Our lord will be well pleased.”

“Is he ready to dance with us?”

“Seanán will be dancing with none but me.” The words were softly spoken, yet the tone brooked no argument, and at this utterance, the others scurried away and a new figure stepped into view.

A wave of contentment flooded through Seanán. “Iorweth.” He accepted Iorweth’s proffered hand, and Iorweth pulled him to his feet as if he weighed nothing. He gazed up at the regal figure. “I have missed you.”

“And I you. Shall we dance?”

Iorweth swept Seanán into his arms and they spun toward the edge of the clearing. The others made room for them and they joined the chain, circling the stone in a dance of pure delight. The music came from no discernible source, but it filled the air, bright and bell-like, and between its magical refrains, the fae laughed, clapped, and cavorted in the moonlight.

 

 

From:

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy

Sisyphus’ eyes flew wide seconds before he opened his mouth and screamed, “Hercules! Hercules! Hercules!” Each hoarse shout rang louder than the last as his body went rigid and arched like a bow, his cock notched like an arrow in Hercules’ firm hand. So much seed sprayed from Sisyphus’ shaft that Hercules’ belly and chest were coated, yet still more flowed. With a cry of astonishment, Hercules sank to his knees, intent on tasting the proof of Sisyphus’ desire. When Hercules’ tongue dredged through the salty white fluid pouring out the tip, a zap as sharp as one of Zeus’ thunderbolts hit him. Momentarily stunned, he looked up at Sisyphus’ ecstatic face and found him gazing lovingly down at Hercules. His heart lurched. Damn if that wasn’t one of Eros’ arrows that had hit me. For as Sisyphus gazed upon him, Hercules knew he’d do anything to keep him as his lover. To hell with Zeus’ punishment. I need this. I need him.

“Sisyphus,” he whispered hoarsely as he stood. Once upright, he pulled the man to him so they touched waist to waist, thighs pressed against thighs. He groaned at the contact, and so did Sisyphus. The sound rushed desire through Hercules, flaring brighter than before. How was this possible to feel such arousal for a man? His urge to claim Sisyphus as his lover grew by the second.

The man caressed Hercules’ swollen lips with a look of admiration and need that would have made Aphrodite weep with jealousy. “My hero. Did I service you properly? It was my first time.”

He laughed with relief. “Yours too? I have never been with a man before either.” He stroked Sisyphus’ tan cheek and firm jaw, memorizing the curves as though they were his own. “But I could continue our activities all day.”

At the word “day,” Sisyphus turned his gaze to the sun and frowned. “Oh, no. It is late afternoon. The sun will set soon. I must get back to work or I shall never finish.”

Hercules frowned as his lover stepped out of his arms and headed toward the giant rock. After experiencing such selfless idolization, Sisyphus’ abrupt about-face stung. How dare he? And yet, he understood the man’s one-track determination better than most. All he had to do was distract him, lure him away from that damn rock and back into his arms!

 

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Can a swan #shifter survive without his feathers? Find out in Sexy to Go #Gay Romance

Get some good reading in this week!

Ladies and gentlemen we have an excellent selection of M/M romance stories in Sexy to Go’s latest volume. These tales deliver all – from seriously romantic couples to first-time hookups and fantasy teases to leave you wanting more. See for yourself what we have to offer. You won’t be disappointed:

Matzo Ball by Avery Duran – (Contemporary/Big city)

When Jacob’s outgoing best friend talks him into attending a party for Jewish singles, neither man realizes that it’s not a gay event. Things go from bad to worse when Jacob’s friend doesn’t show up. The night turns around when Jacob befriends Ian, a sexy bartender. After a spectacular kiss good night, they go their separate ways. But Jacob can’t forget the chemistry he shared with Ian, and hungers for more. In a city the size of New York, will these men be able to find their way back to each other?

 

Styx & Stone by Leigh Ellwood – (Historical / Greek mythology)

What’s the afterlife really like? Charon the ferryman knows the River Styx like the back of his hand, and he enjoys giving newly departed Stone the full tour.

 

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea (Fantasy / Fae)

The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year, where he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the four rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.

 

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy – (Historical / Roman god)

Hercules might have completed his 12 labors and become immortal, but he’s still not out to himself. Until he meets Sisyphus, a man who turns him on in ways not even a goddess can compete with. When Zeus threatens to destroy their new bond, Hercules must again rise to the challenge, this time to protect his right to love a man.

 

Loggerhead by Dale Lowry – (Existing couple / Contemporary)

Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles – and rekindling their passion for each other in the process.

 

Handyman by Jodi Payne – (Contemporary / Hot Contractor / Sudden hookup)

Danny is haunted by memories of his ex, Peter, who moved out six months ago. He recognizes just how bad off he is when he wakes up to a flood in his condo, a problem Peter would have adeptly handled. Danny can’t find the insurance paperwork, he doesn’t know who he should call first, and he’s about ready to strangle his stoner neighbors. His day starts looking up, though, when the workmen arrive to deal with the water, replace his breaker box and demolish the soaked ceiling. Ken, a handyman, shows up to handle the drywall, but can Danny handle Ken?

 

Clipped Wings by Shiloh Saddler – (PNR / Swan shifter)

When a male swan shifter is captured by a cruel master he develops feelings for another male slave. The master has plans for the shifter that go against every fiber of his being. Will the two men bow down to their station in life or take flight to keep their love alive?

 

Rebuilding the Future by Sam Thorne – (Contemporary / Hot Contractor)

Allen’s peace has been seriously disturbed. As the shy architect takes on the task of extending the home he inherited from his late aunt, his life becomes a battle. The building work is going fine, but he can barely contain his one-way lust for sexy foreman Declan, who’s a one-man generator of testosterone and mixed messages. As the build completion approaches, Allen’s ready to do just about anything to keep Declan around a little longer…

 

Man in the Mirror by A.E. Wasp – (Existing Couple / Love overcome time’s effects)

A companion story to the Paper Hearts novel, Man in the Mirror is the first short in a new erotic series set in the world of the Veterans Affairs books.

Benny hasn’t let Mikey see him naked in a week, will barely let Mikey touch him. Mikey’s going to get to the bottom of the issue if it takes all night.

Gay Couple Love Home Concept

EXCERPT: CLIPPED WINGS BY SHILOH SADDLER

After a quiet meal, Christopher followed Stephen up a back staircase and down a long hallway. “This is my room. Our room.” He opened the door and Christopher was pleasantly surprised to see it furnished with all the essentials: bed, chest of drawers, washstand with bowl and pitcher and even a small mirror hanging on the wall.

Christopher quickly stripped off his clothes and lounged on top of the covers. Arms folded behind his head, he stared up at the ceiling, struggling to hold back a smile. Stephen’s lustful stare heated him, and it took all of his restraint to not react. He would not make the first move. However, he wouldn’t make it easy to resist his charms. He needed help to get his feathers back, and Stephen might be his ticket to freedom.

“You’re naked.” Stephen’s voice had a raspy quality.

“It is summer. I’m hot-blooded.” Finally, turning to look at him, he offered a shrug. “I hope you don’t mind.”

“No, no of course, not,” Stephen croaked.

Christopher struggled to hold back a laugh. His roommate was not a good liar. “Do you sleep naked, too?”

“No, I…” Stephen swallowed hard and Christopher eyed his bobbing Adam’s apple. “I—I have a nightshirt.”

“Oh.” Christopher tried to keep his disappointment from showing. He could make quick work of that piece of clothing.

Back turned, Stephen changed into his nightshirt and then washed his face and brushed his teeth with tooth powder. It seemed like hours before his weight dipped the mattress, although it was really only a few minutes. Christopher’s heart thumped against his ribcage. He silently appraised Stephen’s prone form and his cock stirred.

Taking a deep breath, he told himself to behave. Nude, it was hard to hide his desire. A smile tugged at his lips. From his searing gaze Stephen had to know he was interested.

Rolling on his side, he got a better look at the man fanning the fire in his stomach. “You’re the most handsome man I’ve ever seen,” he whispered.

Stephen’s eyes widened. “I’m nothing special.”

The self-deprecating words knifed through his heated body. Had Master Randall worn down the man’s confidence? He knew how easily that could happen. His promise not to make the first move went out the window. He’d have to show the man just how he felt. Reaching out, he caressed the man’s cheek.

Instantly the hardness in his expression melted away. After a brief kiss, Stephen’s dark eyes hooded. “Mmm. It has been a long time for me.”

“Me too,” Christopher replied and then kissed him again, this time his tongue plunged inside the man’s sweet mouth.

He wasn’t about to say he was a virgin. Not without explaining the ways of his people. Kissing he could do though.

Stephen moaned. Christopher plumbed his mouth stroke after stroke. The taste of salt and onions lingered on his tongue.

Hand slipping under his nightshirt, Christopher skimmed Stephen’s chest, pinching and twirling one nipple.

Stephen growled and Christopher broke the kiss, a chuckle bubbling up his throat. Fingers straying from his nipple, he grazed the dusting of hair leading lower.

Heat blazed with their skin-to-skin contact. His body thrummed and inside his swan crooned. He felt a deep connection with Stephen, not just a physical one. Finally, what was happening clicked into place. Mate. Stephen was his mate. That’s why he couldn’t control his shifting. He’d needed to be in human form to find his mate.

It felt like a double-edged sword—fate blessing and cursing him at the same time….

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#trans is the new normal now get your mitts off my orange! #queer #GLBT

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I was at Fred Meyer’s today shopping. I must totally focus on my list when I’m shopping because apparently there was a trans person in the tuna aisle. Hmmm. All I was thinking about was the tuna!

But really, I got to the next aisle and the person I was with whispered “did you see that? there was a person in transition over there.” Of course, feeling it was totally normal for people to be trans, I shrugged and went back to my shopping. What’s funny about this is that I live in a very small VERY conservative town. A trans person would really stick out here – except for me I guess. One could land on me and I’d just ask if they’d move aside so I could reach the chipotle sauce!

To be honest, I have written a couple of trans characters – they both inhabit the same story – but never finished the work. I really should do that…. it would be my little contribution to putting more trans-is-normal vibes out into the universe!

In the meantime – AHEM – I have a new M/M box set release that’s HAWT and SEXY for you! Here it is:

Sexy to Go Gay Romance

Isn’t that a great cover? So sleek and sexy and B&W Is the new erotic. Heh. We do try to make sense around here ya know? Now here are the deets:

Blurb

Sexy to Go Gay Romance features nine scorching hot MM romances to make your blood sing. Whether finding love at a Jewish singles dance or while crossing the River Styx, these men remind us that love is always worth fighting for, no matter what the cost. Meet a handyman who’s an ace with his tools, a king who kindles the passion of a Greek god, and an architect who erects more than buildings. From the everyday to the fantastical, these stories explore male-male love in all its simmering intensity.

Matzo Ball by Avery Duran

When Jacob’s outgoing best friend talks him into attending a party for Jewish singles, neither man realizes that it’s not a gay event. Things go from bad to worse when Jacob’s friend doesn’t show up. The night turns around when Jacob befriends Ian, a sexy bartender. After a spectacular kiss good night, they go their separate ways. But Jacob can’t forget the chemistry he shared with Ian, and hungers for more. In a city the size of New York, will these men be able to find their way back to each other?

Styx & Stone by Leigh Ellwood

What’s the afterlife really like? Charon the ferryman knows the River Styx like the back of his hand, and he enjoys giving newly departed Stone the full tour.

First Swallow of Spring by Asta Idonea

The first swallow of spring draws Seanán back to the fae circle each year, where he dances with the handsome fae lord, Iorweth. He knows the four rules he must follow if he wishes to be free to leave at the end of the night; however, Iorweth is growing ever more inventive in his attempts to trick Seanán into breaking them.

How Hercules Got His Bruise by Eva Lefoy

Hercules might have completed his 12 labors and become immortal, but he’s still not out to himself. Until he meets Sisyphus, a man who turns him on in ways not even a goddess can compete with. When Zeus threatens to destroy their new bond, Hercules must again rise to the challenge, this time to protect his right to love a man.

Loggerhead by Dale Lowry

Soon after they fall in love, Jake makes Eric a promise inspired by an old track uniform. But demanding work schedules at Jake’s four-star restaurant and Eric’s newspaper keep them from following through. Six years later, they take the honeymoon they never had, heading to the Florida coast in search of sea turtles – and rekindling their passion for each other in the process.

Handyman by Jodi Payne

Danny is haunted by memories of his ex, Peter, who moved out six months ago. He recognizes just how bad off he is when he wakes up to a flood in his condo, a problem Peter would have adeptly handled. Danny can’t find the insurance paperwork, he doesn’t know who he should call first, and he’s about ready to strangle his stoner neighbors. His day starts looking up, though, when the workmen arrive to deal with the water, replace his breaker box and demolish the soaked ceiling. Ken, a handyman, shows up to handle the drywall, but can Danny handle Ken?

Clipped Wings by Shiloh Saddler

When a male swan shifter is captured by a cruel master he develops feelings for another male slave. The master has plans for the shifter that go against every fiber of his being. Will the two men bow down to their station in life or take flight to keep their love alive?

Rebuilding the Future by Sam Thorne

Allen’s peace has been seriously disturbed. As the shy architect takes on the task of extending the home he inherited from his late aunt, his life becomes a battle. The building work is going fine, but he can barely contain his one-way lust for sexy foreman Declan, who’s a one-man generator of testosterone and mixed messages. As the build completion approaches, Allen’s ready to do just about anything to keep Declan around a little longer…

Man in the Mirror by A.E. Wasp

A companion story to the Paper Hearts novel, Man in the Mirror is the first short in a new erotic series set in the world of the Veterans Affairs books.

Benny hasn’t let Mikey see him naked in a week, will barely let Mikey touch him. Mikey’s going to get to the bottom of the issue if it takes all night.

WHEW, AFTER ALL THAT, GO GET YOURSELF SOME SEXY NOW!

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