Page 20 of Carmichael's Omega

We walk through the crowd downstairs. I only hope that everyone thinks we were doing something else upstairs. Hell, even if they think we were taking a hit of something in a bathroom. That would be better than Cassidy being labeled my newest hook-up. If the pack females know a little omega is my booty-call, they'll tear her apart.

"Let's go," I say grimly. I bring her outside and to the sidewalk. Two drunk males stumble past us, missing crashing into my shoulder by inches. I snap my teeth at them, sending them scurrying. Cassidy flinches a little and moves closer to my body.

I can't let her walk home alone.

"I can find my sisters-" she starts to say softly.

"No. You'll go home now." I don't want her here. The only safe place in a party like this is locked in my room, and I wouldn't call that optionsafefor her.

I have to let her go. I look around desperately for Rique, but he's nowhere to be seen. Shit!

"Carmichael?" she asks quietly. She hesitates, peering down the well-lit street to the dark spot ahead. Greek Row ends at Gremark Park and picks back up on the other side. When I was a freshman, we broke all the lights in the park, and the University never fixed them. The Mu House is on the other side of that inky expanse.

"Sí?"

"Will you walk me home?" Honeyed eyes blink up at me. "Please?"

"Alright, I'll take you," I promise before I can stop. Anger scorches me. She's manipulating me. Wrapping me around her dainty little fingers and pulling my strings like a fucking puppetmaster.

My wolf shoves the picture of a beautiful, trusting Cassidy on her knees for me. The anger fades. I'm the master here.

Wrapping my arm around her waist, I start my lecture. "You don't let males do that to you without a fucking commitment,Conejita.It's dangerous. You want a rep? That's how you get one." I start walking towards the LaNu House, matching my long stride to her shorter one.

"You're the only one I would do that with," she says quietly.

It makes a real, damn good feeling bloom in my chest.Puto. "You shouldn't do it with me, either. I re- we're not- you can't trust me,sí?" The words, angry and brutal, explode from my chest.

She slides a glance my way but doesn't say anything.

"You took your dress off. You're so fucking pretty, standing there in your tiny, white panties.¡Chale!" I stop and adjust myself, right there on the sídewalk. Her eyes slide to my boner. "No," I snap out. Her eyes dart back to mine, a pink blush on her cheeks.

"Sorry, Carmichael," she apologizes. The scent of her arousal coats my tongue. What is wrong with thischica?

I huff out a breath of air. Only an omega would apologize for nothing. Manipulative little thing.

"I got you out of that house before anyone else could get to you,sí?You can't trust these fuckers,Conejita. Hopefully, we weren't upstairs long enough to completely trash your rep."

"Long enough," she mutters under her breath. She slides another sideways look at me. "Or not long enough." Her thighs rub together, her need growing as she keeps trying to get me to break.

I feel that little manipulation to my soul. She needs something, ey? I pull her into the deep shadows cast by the trees in the middle of the park.

"Carm?" she whispers.

I maneuver us so that her back is against a tree, with my body hiding her from the street. "Go ahead,Conejita. Reach into those little, white panties and touch that pussy. No one can see."

"Here?" she sounds scandalized.

"Sí." I press my lips to the delicate shell of her ear. "Reach down and let me taste that sweetness." I take her hand and press it down between us.

She gasps, and I feel her arm move. The back of her hand brushes against my fly, and I bite back the growl. Lust fills my nose as the smell of her arousal grows sharper. She whimpers, biting her lip to keep it in.

"My taste, Cassidy."

Obediently, so obediently, she brings her fingers to my lips. I suck them into my mouth, my eyes fluttering. "Chale. Fuck me,Conejita." Her sharp taste stings my tongue. I swallow eagerly.

"I will," she says softly.

I bite back the groan, growling in my chest. I grab her throat with one hand, pressing gently to keep her still. Holding her fingers, I bring them back down with my other hand. With a shudder, I make her insert her forefinger into her tight little puss. With my thumb, I find her clit and gently stroke.

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