Dog Knots Novels & Stories

Alpha Rey slowly released his bite from my neck, then looked at me, who was now legally his. We were still tied together. His monster cock was inside my pussy, enlarging its knots during the mating process. This knotting process will last for a while. Knotting is enlarging the knots (the tip of the male wolf's cock), during the mating process that Alpha performs on the female's uterus so that fertilization can occur optimally. “So…” I said, and there was a momentary pause. “How long does this binding process take?” I asked shyly. Alpha Rey shrugged his shoulders slightly. “Maybe thirty minutes or more.”

In the center of cords was a Celtic nine knot that had Siobhan’s luckenbooth and then the Urquhart and Saints emblems on either side of it. Knuckles wiped away tears from Nessie’s cheeks. “It’s perfect, lass. Oh, I love me girls.” Nessie said softly. “You’re a lucky woman, sister.” Ciara said moving Knuckles hand to Nessie’s. “Blessed by the goddess, blessed by love and blessed by me.” She draped the flat knot over their joined left hands and wrapped the remaining cords artfully around their hands and wrists three times. “I bind these two, she to he and he to she. By power of three, so mote it be.”

"What does that do?" "The knot is there to lock us together at the moment of release," he explains, his voice dropping lower, more intimate. "It's how we ensure our seed takes, how we claim you completely. When an alpha knots his mate, it's... it's everything. Connection. Possession. Love. All of it at once." He feeds me a piece of melon, and I chew slowly, processing his words. "The first time you're knotted and marked together," he continues, "that's when the telepathic bond activates. It's intense. Overwhelming. Beautiful."

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?”

They stayed close for some minutes before the alpha moved away and Skye realized there was something else different to the night before; no knot. Linus caught his frown and raised his eyebrows in silent question. “You didn't... uh..." Skye fluttered his hands nervously then grimaced at his own embarrassment. “Ah," Linus said with a knowing look. “Contrary to what most alpha's boast of, we can't form a knot every time. Disappointed?" Skye shook his head vigorously in denial but was met by a chuckle that suggested his mate didn't fully believe him. He did feel oddly empty now that he thought about it. With another firm shake of his head, Skye pushed the thought aside and sat up, looking around

Her second orgasm came harder, faster, shaking her so violently he had to pin her wrists above her head to keep her from falling. And then the knot began to swell. She felt it, thickening inside her, locking them together. She gasped. “What—what’s happening—?” He licked the sweat from her throat, voice distorted but reverent. “You asked for my beast. It knots when it mates.” “Gods,” she moaned. Her body squeezed him tightly as the knot grew larger, locking her wide open. There was no escape. She didn’t want one. “Let it happen,” he said.

He stepped by me, placing a hand low on my waist, and took the purple rope, unbinding it slowly. “Spread your legs amator meus (my lover).” I did as I was told, opening my legs to hip width, watching him closely. As he unfurled the rope he draped it around my neck, the rope hanging to the floor and pooling there. It was soft against my skin, sliding easily as he crossed it at the base of my throat, tying a knot there with the four strands, 2 on either side. He then split the strands and pulled them slightly to the side, making a pair of knots, once finished crossed one set across my back and the other through the valley of my breasts. In the center of my chest, he made a knot there, with a s

Josephine stuffed the fruit knife into Zayne’s hand and said, “Don’t you worry. Even if you want to cut off the macrame knots on their hands, these two brats wouldn’t let you succeed.” Zayne was stunned. However, he also noticed that these two fellows were deadly afraid of cutting the macrame knots. Josephine complimented, “Sis Angeline’s trick is truly one of a kind.” “Why is it one of a kind?” Zayne asked curiously. Josephine explained, “These ropes are binding them together, but the knots are actually connecting their hearts. If I’m not mistaken, the knots were carefully made by Sis Angeline, and the trumpet creepers in the middle represent Angeline’s life force. Meanwhile, the two Turk’s

Winter's eyebrows shot to the sky. "Knot?" She asked. "My knot is a tissue that swells during intercourse and is filled with a fluid that is ensured it stays swelled. When we both reach our climax, my knot is shoved up inside of you locking us together while I fill you with my seed. And we stay that way for a while until my knot softens and I can remove it from you without causing you pain." I answered her the best I could, and Winter placed a hand over her mouth. "Does it hurt?" She asked.

Seeing the rope in Kir’s hands make my own tremble. Dirk starts showing Kir knots. He loops the rope around the thick vertical beam of the striking post. He demonstrates a basic single-column tie, explaining the tension, the locking half-hitch, and the way to secure the friction so it doesn't slip and cut off circulation. Kir steps up and replicates the tie perfectly on the first try. His massive hands handle the rough rope with delicate precision. I writhe on the bench. The friction burn on my thighs is getting real. I’m stuck here, bare-ass naked, watching my amazing boyfriend learn exactly what I asked for.