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Excerpt from book five of the regency romance Blooming Omega series.
Baron Trowbridge and his Bride written by Lady Omegadown
The Baron lifted the skirts of her gown grabbing a handful of her thick thigh. He gasped in pleasure at finally having her in his hold. “These were created to cradle my body while I take you and claim you.” He gritted through his teeth as his breath heated her mating gland. The Omega keened. “Alpha I am yours.” Baron Trowbridge couldn’t believe that such a rare beauty could be his.
Her bountiful breasts bounced as his hips involuntarily jerked against her wet core. He could feel her damp coiled hair soaking his breeches with her slick. He knew that tonight he would knot her and bond with her before the Duke noticed their absence. There was a risk that they would get caught and he would have to pay a hefty sum for claiming another lord’s betrothed.
But he was beyond caring as her sweet scent enveloped him. His mind getting lost in a fog of lust and adoration. Yes. She was beautiful with curves that would entice any sailor or man to their deaths. His Omega was also smart and kind. Qualities that were rare to find amongst the debutantes in the Queen’s court. Her long auburn hair cascading down her back as he pulled each pin that had restrained it. He roughly pulled down her bodice so he could suckle at her puckering nipple and then blew cool air to stiffen it further. She tossed her head back and moaned overwhelmed by her incoming heat. A coil tightening in her center that she had never felt before when she had her heats. Usually satiated by a wooden rippled cock that was no longer sufficient for her since she met the Baron. He was tall, dark haired, and muscular in a way that only laborers usually were. Unlike most men of the ton his chiseled physique could be easily spotted in his tailored clothing. His full lips began to place open mouth kisses on her clavicle and then he flattened his tongue licking one slow and deliberate stripe on her neck working his way to her mating gland. She bucked against him seeking any type of friction to soothe this deep ache. “Shhhh…little one. Not yet.” He nibbled her ear teasing her further as his hand slithered between her legs. “I need you to peak first.” He thrust a finger into her wet folds thrusting it and out. Her wet cunt sucking him in further and unwilling to release him. The Baron’s eyes watched her reactions with an open mouth devouring every moan and whimper.
Seeing that she was ready he thrust a second finger in and gasped. “Unbutton my breeches and release me.” She wasn’t sure what she was meant to release but hurried to work on the buttons struggling as the coil inside her began to tighten further. Antoinette was able to work enough buttons to get her delicate hand inside feeling his hardened member gasping at the alien feel of it. “Good Girl! My Omega is such a sweet girl for me.” His hips fucking her hand.
Then Antoinette began riding his hand. Her body working on instinct. Chasing that burning feeling that would finally untangle the coil. “Yes. My Omega!” He called her his in that throaty voice that always made her wetter than she expected. “Omega! Now.” His command pushing her over edge.The coil unfurling and threading itself throughout her body. Her spend soaking his hand. Before she had an opportunity to understand what had happened he pulled his hand out. Bringing it to his mouth and sucking each finger clean as if this were living water. Moaning with his brow furrowed in ecstasy. Suddenly he placed both hands on the back of her thighs commanding her. “Lift your skirts further.” Her core now fully visible. He took one good look before lifting her.
Her long thick legs wrapping around him. The Baron leaned her against the pillar so he could move one hand to his member to guide himself in. He was worried that the position would prove to painful for her first time but she was so wet that her cunt sucked him in greedily. They moaned in unison with the pleasure of him finally being inside of her. When he reached her maiden hood he looked at her waiting for her agreement as he would not be able to turn back.
She nodded and he thrust in the last couple of inches watching her eyes go wide with surprise at the pain and pleasure that flooded her body once again. He began to thrust in and out of her watching where their bodies joined moaning louder. Antoinette could feel a new coil tightening inside of her. She looked at him and he smiled through the sweat dripping down his forehead. Lowering his head to take her nipple back in to his mouth he could feel her walls fluttering around him and beginning to tighten. She was gripping his cock while he tried to maintain his focus allowing her to tumble over the cliff with her satisfaction inflating his knot.
He began thrusting harder to push his enlarging knot. “Almost there my love.” He grunted as he focused all his attention on locking himself inside of her. Feeling her body mold to his. Knowing that no other Alpha would be able to claim her. When his knot finally entered her and locked in place he could feel her third orgasm gripping his knot. He brushed her hair aside one hand. With his canines descending the Baron finally bit her mating gland.
The Baron had heard tales of what the mating bond would feel like saying that it was “a spiritual connection”, “the blending of souls,” “a primal act”, but in the end the mated Alphas claimed that there were no words.
They were all right.
There were no words to describe the pleasure his body felt but also their souls intertwining and enmeshing themselves. The awareness that he developed of her every mood, feeling, and memory was almost too much to bear. All her pain and pleasure becoming his was exquisite.
Just like her.
He licked the bruised gland trying to soothe it the best he could as his release began to take hold. With just a moments notice he cried out. “Now. You.” His perfect Omega complied without pause or question. Her tiny yet sharp canines bit into his mating gland. He knew it was unusual for a lord to be bitten by their mate. Social convention did not require it. But he needed her to know that he belonged to her as much as she belonged to him.
Their bond would be beyond reproach.
Her bite triggered his release and he could feel her soul taking possession of his. This is what he had been born for. He had been born to be her Alpha. Not just a member of the peerage. Not an older brother. Not a dutiful son. Not the goddam bloody baron. No. He was born and molded by life to be hers.
He could feel his release filling her and his swollen knot keeping their combined spend locked into her body. They would not be able to leave this gazebo anytime soon. He knew he should feel ashamed for taking her this way and in such a place. But he couldn’t bring himself to care. He had only hoped that they were able to lay claim to each other before the Duke found them. And if he was lucky she would be pupped before the end of the night.
The Baron’s mother would be upset that a special license would be required and that they would have to compensate the Duke. Hopefully the idea of her welcoming her first grandchild would be enough to smooth things over.
He couldn’t help but laugh at the idea. When Antoinette who was still sitting on his knot with her buttocks resting on his thighs her weight held by the pillar said. “I love you.”
The Baron kissed her gently and with much affection replied. “And I love you.”
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Penelope Featherington was debating whether her decision to hide her identity as the famous author Lady Omegadown was really a good idea. If she had been willing to go public she could have bought a new car instead of driving this clunker. It wasn’t actually a bad vehicle it’s just that she had driven it to the ground. Between the car and switching her birth control it had been an exhausting drive to the Bridgerton family country estate.
Penelope’s mother Portia knew that she didn’t have a lot of fun with her own sisters Prudence and Philippa as they were kind but vapid. The Featherington ladies preferred to travel to some random sunny destination and flirt endlessly with the locals. Whereas Penelope preferred a more intimate affair. So it had become tradition for her to spend Christmas with the Bridgerton family.
This included all eight siblings headed by the lovely matriarch Violet Bridgerton. In birth order Anthony the eldest and head of household since their father passed away, followed by Benedict the artist, Colin (the young man that she once considered the love of her life) who was fraternal twins with Daphne, then Eloise (her platonic soulmate), Francesca the beautiful piano prodigy, Gregory the romantic, and Hyacinth the detective.
A family brimming with handsome Alphas and stunning Omegas. They were easily recognizable due to their heads full of dark chestnut hair sharp features and statuesque bodies. The youngest three were also quite attractive but have yet to present.
Penelope was presumed a Beta and came from a family of beautiful Omegas. Her two older sisters and mother were all stunning Omegas with long legs and stunning red hair. The gingers attracted attention everywhere they went even Penelope who was much more petite than her sisters and boasted a full figure.
The Bridgertons were expecting to host Anthony’s girlfriend of two years Kathani Sharma (Kate), her little sister Edwina, Colin’s girlfriend Marina Thompson who happened to be Pen’s cousin and an awful human being, Daphne’s boyfriend Simon Basset who happened to also be Anthony’s best friend. It was going to be a full estate.
Because calling Aubrey Hall a house would not do it any justice.
The week before they had met for their regular Bridgerton Pub night to discuss the travel plans for the upcoming holiday. Penelope usually enjoyed spending time with them in spite of the chaos that always followed the siblings.
This time her cousin was arguing with Colin about him paying attention to some anonymous Omega instead of his girlfriend. As awful as Marina was Penelope couldn’t disagree with the young woman’s ire.
Penelope decided to focus her energy on karaoke with Daphne and Francesca allowing the shots of whiskey to ease her discomfort. Which was near impossible as another Bridgerton brother was fighting with his girlfriend as well.
She couldn’t help but overhear Anthony and Kate arguing. She was ready to get married and start a family away from London. He was trying to explain that he couldn’t live away from his siblings. The Bridgerton family would never be divided instead they would bring people into the family fold. Just like they included her as one of them. Affectionately labeling her “The Ninth Bridgerton”. Simon understood this perfectly which is why his friendship with Anthony would survive him dating Daphne.
Benedict also kept her entertained. He had yet to find the muse that would entice him into marriage so in the meantime he enjoyed flirting shamelessly with Penelope. Often commenting on her curves and bosom.
“That bottom is worth being a bottom.”
“Don’t wiggle it unless you are willing to let me jiggle it.”
“I have found my own living Venus de Milo!”
“Those dangerous curves are worth all the risk!”
Penelope loved his quips found it amusing even if Colin and Anthony did not appreciate his attentions. But tonight he was on a roll. If Penelope was singing he was on his knees praising her. If she was dancing he was grinding on her. She personally appreciated it because it kept the more aggressive Alphas at bay. Those Alphas that tended to fetishize Betas or the undetermined.
Whenever she was receiving unwanted attention Colin and Anthony would aggressively confront these Alphas. This left her nervous that a fight would break out and they would get hurt.
Thankfully Benedict did it in a way that felt fun and comfortable for her. He knew how to “claim” her publicly without making her worry that there would be a fight. Anthony was usually smart enough to leave well enough alone since he understood exactly what his brother was doing. Colin said that he felt Benedict was cheapening her by flirting with Penelope. It shouldn’t bother him if Benedict paid attention to her. Maybe it is because he was a rare male Omega that appealed to Alpha, Omegas, and Betas of all genders.
Sometimes this would result in an argument between the two brothers which would upset Marina. Penelope would turn a deaf ear to her cousin’s quips because those were a problem for Colin to deal with.
This evening she had her best friend Eloise there to diffuse the situation and let Colin know that he was out of line so Penelope did not have to address it herself. Finally Marina had enough and stormed off and Colin had to follow her. This gave everyone else a chance to enjoy the rest of the night.
In the end she also enjoyed Benedict’s attentions because it gave her the chance to feel flirty and sexy without any expectations.
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Her family was already on their island vacation and most of the Bridgerton family had already headed out to Aubrey Hall this left Penelope behind in London to focus on packing, getting accustomed to her new birth control (ugh! Which totally sucked!), and meeting with her editor without worrying about running into anybody.
Yes. After years of using a hormonal birth control to regulate her period her doctor recommended changing it since the previous type was not meant for a Beta’s extended use. Dr. Dorset explained that she shouldn’t worry too much and that it was just time to switch it up.
So here she was after using the same birth control for nine years adjusting to something new.
It hasn’t been too much of an issue except for some initial hot flashes and an increase to her appetite. The only other minor concern she had was that she seemed more sensitive to recognizing Alpha and Omega scents. So far it had been nothing that she couldn’t handle.
As far as she knew everyone arrived the day before as previously planned. Kate took the train with her sister Edwina.
Colin drove out with his brothers Benedict, Gregory and his girlfriend Marina.
Violet drove out with Eloise Francesca and Hyacinth.
Which only left Penelope and Anthony to catch up. She had been able to sneak in her secret meeting with her editor Theo Sharpe in the early morning. Now on the road she reprimanded herself for not driving a rental. The train hadn’t been a real option since her and Eloise planned to go to a New Years Eve party and would need a car. Anthony would be leaving London later that day.
Penelope returned her focus to the snow covered road and her car’s struggle to keep going. Shit! As more snow started to fall she decided to pull to the side of the road and accept defeat.
She was still three hours away from Aubrey Hall and her poor sedan couldn’t go any further.
Which was really frustrating because the Featherington motto was Never Give Up! Never Surrender! Or was that from Galaxy Quest? It didn’t matter because those were the words that Portia Featherington lived by and now her third daughter was going to disappoint her by throwing in the towel and leaving her car by the side of the road.
At least she would be calling Eloise Bridgerton who would never shame her for overestimating her car’s capabilities.