he swallowed hard, squeezing the container entwined in his fingers tightly, the smell of pheromones filling his senses like a blow to his being. He was patient for months, waiting for you to get used to his presence and maybe start to love him just like he loves you. But that never happened

he tried to be understandable, telling himself that you just needed time to get used to the forced marriage, but now, seeing you so vulnerable in front of him, made him whimper. He wouldn't let this chance pass, he wouldn't let you take those suppressants when you have him, he was desperate, he was your omega