Page 38 of Carmichael's Omega

Carmichael takes my hand and pulls me around to sit in front of him, straddling his lap. I feel incredibly vulnerable and completely sexy like this.

"Why are we here?" I ask him.

"Privacy," he says abruptly. "I want us to be alone, and we can't have that on campus."

"Oh," I lean forward to kiss him, but he stops me, his crystal eyes pinning me in place.

"Cassidy, why did you say 'yes' to my fucked-up plan? Why do you give a shit about me?" he looks and sounds harsh and wounded. An alpha-wolf who is fighting his nature to take and Claim his mate.

"I'm an omega, Carmichael," I state softly. "It's my nature to care about you,especiallyyou."

"And I am an alpha," he snaps back, his voice hitting my chest with the force of a wrecking ball. "I'm not soft, Cassidy. I'm not nice."

He rakes his fingers through his hair. "Don't you have any sense of self-preservation? Don't you know how badly I can hurt you?"

I look into those white-blue eyes, drown in them. Anger and power swirl in them, but underneath, I can see the hint of vulnerability.

"It doesn't matter. I love you. It's who I am," I explain, "I'll find happiness even if you reject us. If you throw away our bond."

"You'll never be with another male," he warns me instantly, ice-blue eyes glinting with utter, deadly seriousness.

I smile sadly. "No, I won't," I agree. I can't, not after being held in this male's arms. "But, I'll be happy, even if I never get to touch you again. It's my nature, Carmichael. I'll be happy."

He closes his eyes as if he can shield himself away from the truth. How else do I get him to see my truth? I am an omega. I can't change who I am.

"Why do you stay with me, Cass?" he murmurs, his voice not breaking but bending just the slightest bit.

"Because you won't be happy without me," I tell him. I rub his cheek, rough with dark stubble. He's a beautiful animal, even. I imagine his wolf is even more gorgeous.

He goes still. I think he even stops breathing. "I won't be happy," he exhales softly. "You will break yourself on me, let me ruin you, to make me happy." It's a statement, not a question, so I don't bother to say anything.

"An omega," he opens his eyes and captures mine with his gaze. "My beautiful female, an omega. It's so hard,mi Corazon, "

Inbetween one heartbeat and the next, he has me in his arms, held so tight that I'm crushed against him. It should be uncomfortable, but somehow it feels utterly right.

"I'm done fighting this. I just can't fucking do it," he mutters into my hair. "Mipresciosa mujer."

"That's so nice," I whisper back, tears in my eyes.

His eyes widen on me, then he throws his head back and starts to laugh. Huge guffaws of broken mirth pour from his mouth. It makes me begin to sob. Carmichael Reyes islaughing.

It's rusty and seems to startle even him. It doesn't last long, but I'm still crying long after he stops.

"Shh,Conejita. You twist me all up,Corazon." This time when he tells me that, it's said with fondness.

I smile through my tears, "I love you," I tell him.

He kisses me, pouring his feelings into action. His lips seal onto mine, his tongue demanding entrance. I kiss him back, following his lead. The handlebars of the bike are hot under the sun, making me squirm against him. A moment later, I'm squirming for another reason.

Carmichael's hands dip into my panties, fussing with our clothing. I cling to his broad shoulders, whimpering as he massages me until my thighs are shaking around him. Dripping wet, I move my hips in time with his fingers. One, then another, enter me slowly. I moan and mewl helplessly against his mouth.

"Cassidy. Look at me,mi alma."

Are my eyes closed? I open them and find those ice blues, almost white-grey. His face is set, rigid, and uncompromising.

"I'm going to ruin you now, Cassidy," he whispers against my mouth.

I just whimper, caught in that gaze, a rabbit in a snare. His fingers leave, and then I feel the pressure of something much larger. I squirm as the pressure grows. He's hard and hot and huge, but I don't fight it, grinding myself down on him, instead. Then, a slight pop with a slice of pain, and I gasp, curling forward into the unforgiving embrace of my mate.

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