Stepbrother’s Milky Somno Obsession: A Consensual Sleep Play Somno Romance Stepbrother Romance Possessive Milky Romance (While She Sleeps Book 9)

He's my stepbrother. He's ten years older. He watches me sleep.

And he's obsessed with milking me while I can't wake up.

My breasts started filling with milk two weeks ago. No explanation. No pregnancy. Just swollen, aching fullness that soaks through every shirt I own and leaves me sobbing at three in the morning.

Richard hears me through the wall. Comes into my room. Sees the wet patches spreading across my nightgown.

"Let me help," he says, his gray eyes locked on the damp fabric. "Let me drain you."

I should say no. He's my stepbrother. He's thirty years old. His hands are too big, too warm, too sure.

But the pressure is unbearable. And when his fingers finally ease the milk from me, the relief floods my body so hard I shatter.

He felt every second of it. And now he wants more.

"Leave your door unlocked tonight," he tells me. "I'll take care of you while you sleep. You won't feel a thing."

That's a lie. Because even in my dreams, I feel him. His mouth on me. His hands positioning my limp body. His weight settling over me in the dark.

I wake up empty. Drained. Satisfied in ways I can't explain.

And I start leaving my door open on purpose.

He's possessive. Forbidden. Taboo in every way that matters. The age gap between us makes this worse. The fact that our parents are downstairs makes it unforgivable.

But every night I fall asleep knowing he's coming. And every morning I wake up aching for him to do it again.