Dog Knot Story Novels & Stories

Most times when people say ‘hypothetically,’ it usually isn’t hypothetical, but she wasn’t going to call out her boss. “Sure, go on.” “There is this friend?” He began, not knowing who to blame for the story on. “There is this friend of mine. She is married, and both partners came in with kids. Not much.” She nodded, urging him to go on. “But the thing is, she is confused, she is starting to have feelings for this other guy and—” “That is already wrong as it is though?” “How so? Dallas furrowed her brows, wondering if she should really answer that question. But, alas, she did so anyway.

The shit heads keep coming, never mind that those who took the shot were dead and many more who saw it as an opportunity were dead as well. I toss the bloodied knife onto the table, pulling off the once white apron; now a mixture of white and crimson, from my body. I dump it on the floor and I spot one of the men picking it up out of the corner of my eyes. I signal to him to throw it into the incinerator, as I stare at my work, the beautiful piece of art, the intestines dangling from the blood eagled body. On the floor, drenched in the blood of the man was his companion. They were both from a small group across the states, looking to make a name for themselves, and had tried to jump me on my

The guilt over lying here and letting it happen is going to keep me up for the rest of my life. Then the wind turns. Just a breath of it, swinging round off the water, and I taste us on it. Both of us. The want and the sweat and the leather of him, sailing straight up the road after the pack. A shape peels off the back. The big one. Doubling back, nose down, following the thread of two idiots who couldn't keep their hands off each other in a ditch. "Knife," I breathe. The crossbow goes flat against the bracken and a sliver of silver comes up into Noah’s fist.

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My free hand moved between us, stroking his leaking cock in time with my thrusts. Riven was falling apart beneath me. His legs shook, toes curling, and body trembling with every brutal thrust. His hole clenched around me like a vice, milking my cock as if begging for my knot. The rut was burning hotter than ever. My balls tightened, the base of my cock swelling as my knot began to form. “I’m gonna knot you,” I growled against his lips, voice dark and possessive. “Gonna lock my knot inside this pretty hole and breed you full. You want that, baby? Want your alpha to pump you full of cum until your belly swells?”

The next second, a red ribbon was blown up. We heard a crisp sound and something smashed at our feet. Looking down, I saw it was the love knot that had just been hung. There were several love knots on the tree. Although they were swaying left and right in the wind, they still hung firmly, except for our knot. The shop owner scratched his head and muttered, "It's really a strange day today." Derek stayed silent, his expression darkening as tension filled the air. I couldn't shake the sense of impending doom. "Well... it must be a coincidence. Don't let it bother you," I said, trying to ease the moment.

I prefer carrying her anyway, so this works for me. ‘You said we would only knot her sometimes. Does that mean we can control it?’ I ask my wolf, hoping I won’t put her through that again so soon when I finally get my hands on her how I want to. It’s weird referring to my wolf and I as ‘we’. It was always me, and him. Two separate beings, but now it’s starting to feel like we are united, especially when it comes to Rose. ‘We will knot her and crave her when she is ovulating. Her hormones will very literally drive us mad with the need to breed her. The claiming knot is a one off.’ He tells me, his thoughts seemingly somewhere else.

From what I could remember when I listened in on my mother and Magnolia’s conversations, the fever and pain will only go away once your mate breeds you. Once isn’t enough. It has to happen repeatedly. “It’s painful the first time,” my mother told Maggie. “When you’re in heat…the knot is something to get used to.” “What is a knot?” Magnolia asked, her eyes wide with embarrassment and curiosity alike. “If your mate wants to ensure you get pregnant, his knot…it’s like a…bulge that forms at the head of the wolf’s penis and it locks him inside you, so he can’t pull out. It can last at least an hour. It’s to ensure fertilisation takes place.”

When he stopped, I praised the Lord in my heart. "Like…um…like… to go get a rope or Mother's kneating wool?" He propped himself on one elbow as he locked eyes with me. "Then what after that?" "You knot it. What you want to knot." "Dina?" "Yeah?" Answering softly, I avoided his searching gaze. "It's not that kind of knot." "It's not?" He shook his head slightly. "But this one hurts so bad. I'm gonna die if you go too far." "You won't die. A Luna is stronger than she can ever imagine."

“Feel that, baby? That’s my knot tying you to me, keeping my cum deep where it belongs, gonna breed you so good under the full moon, turn you all the way, make you wolf, make you luna, make you scream my name while you change with my cock locked inside you.” I whimpered, rocking back as much as the knot let me, loving how full I felt, how stuck, how owned, and moaned, “Yes, fuck, do it, breed me, turn me, I don’t care anymore, just don’t stop.” He chuckled dark, nipping my neck, grinding slow while the knot kept us joined, aftershocks making us both twitch and gasp for what felt like forever. Outside the den I could hear the pack pacing, boots crunching, low growls and muttered curses, restl