Page 16 of Carmichael's Omega

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Carmichael

I lean against the cool, cement wall of the facilities building and unzip my jeans. My erection pops out, accompanied by my low groan of relief.Mierda, that hurt. I can add this to the list of problems I have with that omega; when I'm near her, I get so hard my zipper leaves an indent in my dick.

I close my eyes and think of how she smelled, how she looked. Those big, caramel eyes staring up at me. Licking my lips, I spit on my palm and grip myself hard. I imagine wrapping her soft hair in my fist and guiding those pretty pink lips to my cock.¡Chale!She would be perfect on her knees for me.

I yank harder, punishing my cock, punishing myself. If only she weren't an omega, I could lay her down, strip her bare of those pretty little sundresses she always wears. I'd look my fill first. I'd get to see everything those silly bits of skirt hide from my eyes.

That damn dress. Red today, with tiny blue flowers on the skirt. It had a high waist tucked under her titties. Nice and round and high. My hand moves faster, my balls drawing up and tightening.

Then I'd fuck her. Pry those perfectly smooth thighs open and feast on that pussy until she screamed my name. Shove my dick into that pink sweetness. A bead of sweat rolls down my forehead. I'm close.Pinche Pendejo, how I'd fuck that little-

"Alphason," the voice purrs, disgustingly close to me.

My eyes open slowly. White cream spurts out of the tip of my cock, too late to pull back the orgasm. I'm practically panting, coming hard from just the thought of thatomega.

My spunk drips down Felicia's face and onto her bright red blouse. The color red just went down a couple of notches. She smiles sexily, licking a droplet from her lips into her mouth with an approving hum.

I hold my softening cock in my hand. Felicia moves forward, ready to clean me off.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" I grate out through gritted teeth.

She stops, startled. "You looked like you needed relief," she says innocently.

I start to shake. My wolf, so happy just a moment ago because of the omega, starts to growl at this intruder. Felecia ruined our perverted daydream.

"Did I invite you here,puta?" I ask her.

She goes pale. I watch, emotionlessly, as another drop of my cum slides from her cheek to her chin. She's covered herself in me.

"Clean yourself up," I rasp out, hoarse from the raging desire to scream at her.

"I-" she starts to stand and stagger away.

"Do it here!" I snarl, "you think I'm somependejo? You have wipes in your purse, whore. Use them."

Felicia falls back to her knees and fumbles for her purse.

"Hurry!" I snap out as another drop of cum falls. "Hand me a few."

She yanks out the wipes, hands them over to me with a shaking hand, and then cleans herself up. When she misses a spot or two, I make sure to point it out. I wipe myself with short, abrupt movements. It doesn't matter if I'm a mess, but I won't let thisputasmell like me.

When she's clean, I walk over and take the discarded wipes from her. Staring down, she quakes and quivers. "Why did you follow me back here, Felicia?" I ask her in a hard voice.

"You were talking with that weak female," she spits out, jealousy and humiliation warring in her voice. "I know how badly you must have felt, having to talk to her. To that nothing, little,puta!"

I backhand her across her face, watching dispassionately as she falls backward, holding her cheek with one hand. "You don't tell me who to spend time with,si? If I want to talk to some bitch that doesn't give you permission to come crawling after me."

Felicia sniffles, nodding, her head down, tears streaming.

"Go shower and ice your cheek," I order. "Never come near me again. Ever."

She crawls a few feet before struggling to stand. As soon as she finds her balance on her heels, she practically runs away from me, turning the corner of the facilities building and disappearing.

I hold my angry posture for only a second before slumping back against the wall. I look at the hand that hit Felicia. I don't like hitting females, but this was a punishment for letting my cum touch her. She knows the rules. I may fuck females, but no one has ever taken my cum. I always wrap it up and never mark one with my scent like that. It still makes me furious that Felicia would do that.

She risked that fury, which means she's suspicious and jealous of Cassidy. And that means that the rest of the pack may start to become suspicious that the omega means something to me.

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