Knot your Princess

Knot your Princess A REVERSE HAREM OMEGAVERSE GET KNOTTED! EVE NEWTON Knot Your Princess Get Knotted! By Eve Newton Copyright © Eve Newton, 2022/2023 Without limiting the rights under copyright reserved above, no part of this publication may be reproduced, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the copyright owner. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, business establishments, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. Contents Preface Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7 Chapter 8 Chapter 9 Chapter 10 Chapter 11 Chapter 12 Chapter 13 Chapter 14 Chapter 15 Chapter 16 Chapter 17 Chapter 18 Chapter 19 Chapter 20 Chapter 21 Chapter 22 Chapter 23 Chapter 24 Chapter 25 Chapter 26 Chapter 27 Chapter 28 Chapter 29 Chapter 30 Chapter 31 Chapter 32 Chapter 33 Chapter 34 Chapter 35 Chapter 36 Chapter 37 Chapter 38 Chapter 39 Chapter 40 Chapter 41 Chapter 42 Chapter 43 Chapter 44 Chapter 45 Chapter 46 Chapter 47 Chapter 48 Epilogue Excerpt from Tied in Knots About the Author Also by Eve Newton Preface Dear Reader, Please note this book was previously published as Sugar Baby: Knot your Princess. This has had a change of plot, a cutting of characters and an in depth overhaul of the story, so is a Second Edition. If you read the First Edition, you will notice the changes almost immediately. Thanks Eve Chapter One Sugar My pussy contracts as my bodyguard’s tongue flicks against it, sending blinding stars of pleasure flashing behind my eyes. It is a sharp contrast to the cool air in the backseat of the car, but the sensations coming from that part of my body made me forget all about it. Nico licks me until I sigh and moan, writhing away on his hand and face, desperate for more every time. My clit ramps up its vibration to match his tongue’s pace, both working together like gears spinning at the same rate. His mouth closes over my clit while I work myself toward an orgasm. “Yes!” I cry out when it hits me, gushing slick into Nico’s mouth. My body shudders with the orgasm rocketing through me. My blood heats up and races through my veins. The alpha in Nico causes him to let out a low growl with my name on his lips, “Sophia.” His masculine log-fire scent hits my nose, making the omega inside me want to purr, but that would send the wrong message entirely, even though we fit together well in the physical sense. He is a dominant alpha male, and I’m a submissive omega, but this is taboo because he is meant to be protecting me and nothing more. My father would kill us both if he knew Nico had defiled his precious omega princess…and that I enjoy it more than I should. “I should get you back,” he pants, coming up for air, and replacing my knickers that had been pushed to the side in his urgency. “Yep,” I murmur and swing my long legs down, shuffling my tight white dress that Nico shoved up my hips, over my arse. I peer up at the inside of the Range Rover with blacked-out windows and cringe. There is a tiny heel mark from my Manolo Bhlanik spiked heel where it dug into the material. “Oops,” I add and rub the spot vigorously to try and smooth it out. Nico looks disappointed that he doesn't get any today, but we are out of time. It’s a shame. Riding his huge Italian cock while his strong arms are wrapped around me is hot and sexy and forbidden. I think the f-word just makes it even hotter and sexier. If anyone knew about us, it would take the excitement of being caught, out of it. But no one crosses Aidan Quinn. Prime alpha of the enormous Quinn pack, he is one of the most powerful alphas in the country. I am his only daughter and the prized possession. An unmated omega who could potentially bring powerful alphas to my father, who are looking to mate with me and thus extend his own pack. He is wealthy, influential, and dangerous. I know he has dealings with the mafia, maybe he is even part of the mafia, but my knowledge is on the quiet. Everything I’ve learned, I’ve done by keeping my head down and by being the good girl. I play the part well, and while my life is full of glamour, parties, fashion, and holidays in Europe, it is a lonely life in a gilded cage. I’m never without Nico and two other bodyguards. More if I’m attending an event. My every move is watched closely, every person I speak to is background checked, and every breath is monitored. My food and drink are tested before I eat it, and my alcohol consumption is limited to two drinks at night and a watered-down wine during the day. My security team will not budge an inch. I’ve pleaded, bribed, begged, cried, screamed, but they are so scared of my father that nothing I say or do will ever change his orders. I should be off living my own life at twenty-six years old, but it’s forbidden. My life is with the pack, and when Daddy finds me a suitable alpha, well, suitable to him, to mate with, that will be that. Even then, I doubt he will allow us to live outside of his compound in the middle of nowhere in the English countryside. I heave a sigh and sit back as Nico clambers out of the back seat, getting the wipes out to clean up so that nobody catches my scent on him. I give myself a spritz