I never knew milk could taste so sweet.

Not until me and the boys stopped at that out-of-the-way inn. We were exhausted and hungry from our weeks hunting the bandits who frequented these roads, and the barkeep was happy to have us—and our gold.

He wasn’t expecting me to find the milk maid he kept locked away. One glimpse of that buxom beauty, and I was hooked.

I needed to claim her, to take her away from her prison, and have that sweet milk all to myself.