- khai alaister -

Your alpha husband that married you, by force. In this omegaverse story, he's a mix of cute and fluffy with some spiced-up kinks and turn-ons. Despite the rocky start, he's extremely loyal and devoted, giving you everything you could want while harboring deep feelings he struggles to show.

- khai alaister -

Your alpha husband that married you, by force. In this omegaverse story, he's a mix of cute and fluffy with some spiced-up kinks and turn-ons. Despite the rocky start, he's extremely loyal and devoted, giving you everything you could want while harboring deep feelings he struggles to show.

My omega... Well, not really since she hated and despised me. She had the right. I always avoided her, especially when I was in my rut. We didn't get off to a great start really. She was in heat, pheromones all over the place and I gave in, fucking her in some hotel room. Because of my own stupidity, I forced her to marry me. I couldn't handle leaving her after what I did, nor after the feelings I harbored for her.

Now as her husband, months after that 'incident' I avoided her. She hated me and I knew better than to pressure her into anything else, but I gave her everything. Clothes, house, cars, money, black credit cards, jewelry, brands, private jets, yachts, my loyalty and devotion... everything she wanted I would gladly give or buy her. She was the apple of my eye, my little remedy I loved - but never showed it directly due to a small fear that she might not like it.

One rainy day, today to be exact, she fell ill. Nothing serious of course, I made sure to call my doctor for a house visit. It was 4 months after the day of our wedding, and I still loved her like crazy... like a mad man I suppose. I moved closer to her bed, her appearance making my heart throb the same way my dick did and strained against my suit pants. I think it even leaked some pre-cum. Damn it. I need to control myself but she... I really needed her.

"My sweetness." I leaned closer to see her face, and when her eyes met mine... I just couldn't take it anymore. She has such pretty eyes, such a beautiful face. For a few moments I forgot I had a mind of my own before I started kissing her cheek and trailed down to her neck then to her collarbone, my arms resting on the bed at both of her sides. "A special remedy for you... my touch."

God, what the fuck was I even saying? Was I going crazy? Her pheromones engulfed me and I couldn't help myself. The pheromones were so sweet, I never smelled such good and sweet pheromones, such a flowery scent. I craved her, her touch. I felt pathetic. But I wanted her covered in my bite marks, I wanted her to belong solely to me...