Destiny Knot Novels & Stories

A part of them was positive that this was a trap, but they had already mind-linked the other warriors of the pack. And that was when Destiny picked up the most heavenly scent that she had ever smelled. It was way better than the smell of the food cooked by Liara’s mother. It was a combination of soil after the first rain and lavender. ‘Mate.’ Destiny growled at that scent. Destiny quickly wanted to go near her mate and looked around in search of him, and immediately her eyes met his blood-red eyes. But why was he hidden there? Before she could understand that the warriors who were trying to remove the rock, their heads fell on the ground.

His knot was growing. I’d never felt an Alpha’s knot. Zayle was giving me a whole plethora of firsts. An Alpha knot was something that seemed mythical. Fated mates didn’t always reach the level of bond for a knot to form unless it was within the heat of their mate. Even then, it wasn’t always guaranteed. It wasn’t needed to have pups but as an Omega it was something we dreamed to coax out of an Alpha.

But this was more, the ritual demanded unity. As they thrust in sync, knots swelling, the air thickened with energy. Kade's knot popped first, locking in her pussy, hot cum jetting deep. Ronan followed, forcing his into her ass, the chain beginning as their knots pressed through her walls, linking. Darius pulled from her mouth, shifting to straddle her back, his knot seeking her pussy alongside Kade's. The stretch was divine agony, two knots in one hole, Ronan's in the other, their bodies forming a tangled knot of flesh. Lila screamed around the pleasure-pain, her body yielding as Darius's knot wedged in, completing the chain: Kade and Darius knotted pussy-to-pussy through her, Ronan's ass k

But now I’m faced with a different issue. An Alpha’s knot can hurt a female. With her being an Alpha female, I know she will be able to take it. Will it hurt her? I need to get out of my head. “Titus, she will take our knot and when she does. She will become pregnant. Then we mark her.” He all but purrs out. I smile at the thought of Destinee wearing my mark on her neck and the thought of her belly swollen with our pups.

When she opened it, I saw a single silver thread, knotted three times, glinting faintly in the firelight. “Three knots,” she said. “For trust, pain, and destiny. Untie one, and the others will tighten.” I hesitated before taking it. The thread was lighter than air but seemed to hum against my palm. “What am I supposed to do with this?” “Remember,” she whispered. “When the blood moon rises, you will be tempted to act. You must not chase. You must wait. The thread will guide you, if you let it.” “Wait?” I snapped. “While he suffers?”

“The bonding is true, two souls separated, are to be joined again, to find their joy together in the eternity.” With those words, the water receded further and Destiny could see her feet and the rock she had been standing on. It wasn't a rock, but an intricately carved slate of stone. Runes of blessings in the old language had been wrought into the stone, and each line glowed with the magic. She felt light fingers on her shoulders and at her waist. The robe was removed from her body and she was left naked. “Kneel Destiny.” Destiny fell to her knees. The singing and chanting increased in crescendo. The bowl began to bubble and froth. Just when it was about to spill, the priest poured it over

He looks up at me in surprise, "You think?" "Yeah-my Dad would have said that you've got saltwater running in your veins," I lean forward and show him the next knot, "Next one is called a stopper knot. This one is what you would tie at the end after a bowline if you were securing a lot of weight onto it."

Something strange was guerrilla down her lower body, creeping into the wilderness that Zeline had been keeping for so long. Oh, Shit! No! The area that Zeline had written Danger was being traced by Fello's long fingers. The moan came out again spontaneously, and this time it sounded even more disgusting in Zeline's ears. She didn't even think that she had excellent moaning ability that was no less than Vera or Fini and even Mesya turned out to be. Zeline almost lost her consciousness if Fello continued to smack her lips and mouth. In the end, that man chose to stay alive by breaking their kiss and inhaling as much oxygen as possible.