Serving My Milk On Both Knees: A Filthy Kneeling Lactation Menage Romance

Eliza stands in the warm kitchen with the contract papers spread beside her coffee, her heavy breasts already leaking in anticipation of the command. The two men who hold the deal also hold the power to draw every drop from her body while decisions are made inches from her skin.

Lachlan's voice cuts low, sending her to her knees between him and Ivan, where her milk becomes the offering that seals more than business. Each swallow draws the lines tighter between professional partnership and the private service that leaves her trembling with need and dread.

The pantry door swings shut behind them, and Eliza knows the question that could end it all. Will this menage survive the contract, or will she be left kneeling with nothing once the ink dries?