I thought I was answering a simple job post. Watch over his little boy. Keep the house tidy. Stay out of the single dad’s way. Easy. Until I met him. Cole Matthews. Former soldier turned hard-edged businessman. Older, bigger, carved from iron and silence. A man who looks at me like I don’t belong in his world. But the longer I stay in his home, the harder it is to breathe around him. The way his eyes linger when I extract my own milk. The way his jaw tightens when he hears Eli call me Mama. The way his hands curl into fists like he’s one second from dragging me against the counter and filling me until I’m dripping with his seed. He tells me I should keep my distance. But when his mouth finds my breast, when he drinks from me like he’s starved, when he growls that I was made to be bred by him—distance doesn’t exist anymore. I know he’s too much. Too possessive. Too dangerous. But every night, I fall deeper into the hunger he tries to fight. And every morning, his little boy clings to me like I already belong. I didn’t mean to offer more than milk. But maybe that’s what he wants most—not just a nanny for his son, but a mother. Not just a woman in his house, but his. Milky for the Single Dad is an age-gap, single dad romance with nursing, milking, breeding, and a possessive hero who doesn’t just want you in his bed—he wants you in his blood, his bones, his family, forever. You do not need to read prior books in the series to enjoy this book or future stories.