After his first taste, he’s hooked.
Myra, out of every other girl in the city, is taken to the King’s private chamber. She might be innocent, but she knows exactly why he would call—to be his mistress.
Once she discovers that his private chamber looks like a pen, she’s confused. Perhaps she hasn’t been picked for her huge bust, her wide, curvy hips, and her never ending supply of milk.
That’s when King Alric breaks out the collar. It seems she was partially right, she will be his mistress, and his milking cow.
Bold and hungry, King Alric finds her extremely desirable. His secret vice is big, lactating breasts, and Myra is the epitome of his dark cravings.
At first glance, he knows he will need all of her.
