Twenty-one-year-old Amanda was raised to be the perfect, modest girl. But lately, her body has been betraying her. It’s not just the way her heart hammers when Father Michael speaks—it’s the heavy, aching heat in her chest and the damp, sweet-smelling patches appearing on her dresses.
Desperate and confused, she turns to the one man she trusts with her soul. But when she confesses her milky secret in the darkness of the booth, she doesn't find a lecture on purity. Instead, she finds a man with desires as dark as her own, one who has been waiting for years to claim her.
Father Michael has worn the collar for a decade, but his devotion to Amanda has always rivaled his devotion to the church. He doesn't see her milky condition as a sin; he sees it as a miracle. He’s going to relieve her aching, creamy burdens and teach her what real sin feels like.
From the shadows of the confession booth to the cold stone of the altar, Michael is ready to cast aside his vows to give Amanda what she truly needs. He will drain her, stretch her, fill her, and turn his 'holy' sanctuary into a place of primal creation. Because Amanda wasn't just made for the church—she was made to be his wife, his hucow, and the mother of his children. And he won’t stop until her belly is swelling with his babies.
Desperate and confused, she turns to the one man she trusts with her soul. But when she confesses her milky secret in the darkness of the booth, she doesn't find a lecture on purity. Instead, she finds a man with desires as dark as her own, one who has been waiting for years to claim her.
Father Michael has worn the collar for a decade, but his devotion to Amanda has always rivaled his devotion to the church. He doesn't see her milky condition as a sin; he sees it as a miracle. He’s going to relieve her aching, creamy burdens and teach her what real sin feels like.
From the shadows of the confession booth to the cold stone of the altar, Michael is ready to cast aside his vows to give Amanda what she truly needs. He will drain her, stretch her, fill her, and turn his 'holy' sanctuary into a place of primal creation. Because Amanda wasn't just made for the church—she was made to be his wife, his hucow, and the mother of his children. And he won’t stop until her belly is swelling with his babies.