Canine Knot Novels & Stories

But all annoyance fled, replaced by open-mouthed shock, as I reran the search without any filters. Okay, so somehow I’d made it twenty-five years without ever knowing that alphas had…a knot. A knot? I read the description I’d found on one of the many websites that had popped up, my eyes widening and widening. Because, what, the evolutionary biology powers-that-be had sat down and said, “You know what? Alpha cock just isn’t big enough. Let’s make it get even bigger once it’s in there. Huge! And also, since alphas don’t already have enough advantages in size and strength and everything, the knot’ll keep their mates from getting away. In case they’re still conscious. LOL!”

“Do you ever hear about knotting?” With a frown on my face, I look at the two of them. “I am sorry… But, knotting? What is that?” “Err… knotting happens when the Alpha performs the s*xual relationship with their mate, and in the… Ummm, the last minute of the orgasm, the Alpha will perform knotting to the mate. To increase the chance for the mate to be pregnant.” Acacia would probably be more nervous than me when she explained what knotting is.

"You know your dogs aren't the only ones that dig trees around here." "Shhh," said Porter looking around as if her saying Conway's name would summon him. "There's nothing going on just some odd wolf stuff." Embrey smirked knowing all too well the rumors about The infamous Knotting Tree in the woods almost as much as the wolves had. Porter's cheeks turned red as he saw a flash of Conway Rollins's naked body in his mind before focusing on his sandwich once more. He had not been able to deny his attraction to the hulking brute for himself but he was determined to do so around anyone else with Owen Clark to consider.

“No, she’s not. She doesn’t belong to us, and she’s someone else's mate.” My wolf snarls, then, with a huff, he goes silent. Good, I can do with some silence right now and dealing with an obsessive wolf wasn’t at the top of my list at present. I lay down on the cool grass in front of the cave, breathing out a sigh and wondering what the fuck is going to happen now. When we fucked, I am pretty sure I felt myself knotting her, but how the fuck can that be? You’re only meant to knot and impregnate your mate, no one else. Not even a casual sex fest can cause a male wolf to knot inside of a woman not deemed his mate.

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I'm panting when I lift my eyes back to hers. “That, Sweetheart, is my knot. Werewolves have similar anatomy to our wolf counterparts. That is a piece of me that only a mate can take into their body. It's primarily for breeding, and it's very...” I'm cut off by another groan because she's gently squeezing it again. “Uuughh, it's very sensitive.” She nods and returns to where she was examining my body. She trails her fingers under my knot to my sack and gently holds it in her hands.

It would be unusual if he didn’t know my stage name. “I won’t drop my hand,” I insisted, my chin clenched. I would rather die than allow this man to take away the one thing I held dearly. “It seems you have no idea what I do to my pets when they bore me.” “I’m not your pet!” I said sharply. “I’m not a dog you can just put a leash on and claim it as a pet!”

he whispered, kissing my neck. He was still deep inside of me and we both had to wait until his dick returned to normal before he could pull out of me. It’s another reason why knotting is only used for your mate - you both have to stay locked together like this. Depending on the wolf, it can take hours, but it strengthens the bond. I could feel the thousand sparks dancing over my skin. “Let me see you,” he removes my top from my eyes and I wrap my arms around his neck. I kiss his lips tenderly as I feel my wolf purr, finally happy. We had been knotted.

“Get it out! What did you do?” “It’s the knot,” he muttered, voice strained like he was trying not to come again just from the way I was clenching. “Mates. Full bond. It happens sometimes when the wolves take over. I can’t. fuck, I can’t pull out yet. It’ll hurt you worse.”

Twins were extremely rare for Alphas, triplets were incomprehensible to most of our kind. Being that he was the Alpha of all Alphas he had to knot to produce pups. If Hanna dies from his knot we will all lose our mate, and Byron will never try to produce an heir again. “Byron, why did you knot? You know it could kill her if her body isn’t ready!!” I sigh because now I'm just making him feel worse. “I couldn’t stop myself after watching her squirt and come apart in my arms while you two marked her. Obsidian took over.” Kane looks at them still stuck together and puts his hand on Byron's shoulder.