Dog Knot Story Novels & Stories

Breathing hard. “You okay?” Jax nodded. Tears pricked his eyes—not pain. Relief. Overwhelming. Ronan started moving—slow rolls at first. Deep, steady. Jax wrapped legs around him, heels digging into his back. Met every thrust. The knot swelled more—catching at the rim on every pull-back. Teasing. Promising. Jax clawed at Ronan’s shoulders. “Knot me.” “Not yet,” Ronan growled. “Want you to come first.”

Maeve's POV Older omegas were nothing but lies. They spoke about knots like they were just things that locked you and your alpha together so he could knock you up. They were always so prudish about it, and God, I wished they’d told us the truth. I'd felt Declan shoot his seed inside me, and it had triggered a series of mini orgasms in my pussy, but when his knot locked us together, it was like I was on drugs.

She shuddered as she leaned closer to her sister and held tightly to Susanna’s hand. "The attack?" Kate asked. “Did you dream about it?” Izzy nodded. "Did you know alphas have a knot?" Izzy asked, her voice quivering. "A knot?" Kate asked, confused. "Like they're tied in a knot?" Susanna asked, trying to figure out what Izzy was talking about and trying to figure out what significance a knot had.

The Doe was probably feeling the same way. “I don't get it. I never have.” Derek angrily hissed at the knot. Anika just chuckled as she bounced over and quickly untied the buck. “I should have just waited for you.” “The key here is you tried.” Anika just chuckled, she was the best with knots. Her father was a fisherman. Ironic as she was a mermaid but Yes her father was a fisherman. But instead of just fish he hunted kelp seaweed and just about anything edible for them. He taught Anika all the different knots you would ever need. Came in handy.

he asks. “A knot,” I whisper, my cheeks heating. The sparkle in his gaze tells me he already knew what I meant and wanted to tease me. “It’s only Carnage Alphas that have them. And only Carnage Omegas can accept them.” “Accept them?” I repeat. “When we fuck normal wolves or humans, our knots stay at the base,” he explains. “But when we take an Omega, the knot connects to her, creating a bliss unlike any other. Or that’s what I’ve heard and now observed, anyway. I’ve not yet experienced it for myself.”

"Yea...I know. Its ok...I'm ready." For the next 5 minutes he hammered into her circling his hips to stretch her a bit more so when he swelled she'd be capable of withstanding the large knot that would form near the head of his cock, locking them together indefinitely. He wanted her to orgasm right when he knotted, that way it would be more pleasurable for her. This would be the first time he'd ever been able to knot inside a female. Any other woman he'd been with he had always worn a condom and pulled out before he knotted. This was something special between mates only, something he and his brother had saved jist for their destined one.

I just came twice in a row but when she mentions a knot my dick comes back to life, ready to give her what she asked for. “God,” I groan, burying my head on her shoulder to scent her right there where it’s warm and delicious, “I can’t. You’d be hurt, Anya.” “But I want it,” she says with a whiny voice, her hands still caressing my back. She must don’t know what she’s talking about. A wolf only knots his fated mate, the woman made specifically for him. Knotting someone else could be dangerous, especially when it’s a small girl, like Anya.

Antony This full moon has been unusual to say the least. None of our mates has knotted, which is strange, but I was told it is part of Draknar’s powers. He can prevent us from knotting so that we can keep going, not that I knott anyone, but our other mates usually knott one another or Knott me. I enjoy being knotted. I know not everyone is a fan of being knotted, but maybe because I am an Omega, or maybe because it makes me feel more connected to my mates, I enjoy it.

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.