Dog Knotted Novels & Stories

GISELLE Even though Waylon had made me cum a few moments ago, my walls clenched continuously, reminding me of the emptiness. It intensified my need, and yet the cruel man was denying me what I needed the most- his knot. I needed it desperately to clench around. I had never had a knot in my life before. Very few wolves had knots. Mostly, the Alphas got a knot as soon as they met their mates. None of my previous lovers had knots.

What if she finds out I’m letting my stepfather destroy me like this? Damien flipped her onto all fours and mounted her like a wolf. His massive ten-inch cock slammed balls-deep into her soaked pussy in one thrust. He railed her with brutal, deep strokes, balls slapping her clit, claws pricking her wide hips and drawing thin lines of blood. “Feel that, baby girl? This cunt was made for Daddy’s knot.” He knotted her twice in that position, flooding her womb until her belly bulged slightly. Then he pulled out and claimed her ass — stretching the tight ring around his girth while fingering her pussy. The dual sensation made her squirt again, soaking the sheets.

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

I just know I have to keep going. “Fuck,” he says, suddenly, pulling out. “What?” I ask, stumbling away from the tree in a daze. “I’m knotting,” he says. “It only happens with a True Mate.” I look down at the swelling that bulges at the base of his cock, the one I started to feel right before he stopped. “What does that mean?” I ask. “You’ll see,” he says, pulling me back to him, a determined look in his eye. He seizes the back of my thighs, lifts me up, and impales me with his erection. I can feel a strain when I reach the knotted part at the base, and he

A double knot. I'd heard about them but never experienced one—when a wolf's knot swelled so large during mating that it essentially created a second point of pressure, a second lock that made separation completely impossible until it deflated naturally. It usually only happened with true fated mates, when the bond was strong enough and the compatibility perfect enough to trigger that additional response. And it was happening to us.

My fingers fumble clumsily with the tight knot, and I let out a frustrated breath. Rhett slowly walks over to me, and he gently pushes my trembling hands away from my collar. He reaches down and carefully unties the silk fabric himself, and his knuckles deliberately brush against my heated skin during the process. The slow, methodical movement creates a strong feeling of anticipation in my chest, and I realize these three Alphas possess a terrifying level of patience.

“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.

Nina sat beside me and pushed a glass of water toward me. “Fever down?” I took a slow sip and shrugged. “I’m adjusting. Or maybe I’m just numb. Feels the same either way.” Nina chuckled softly and stretched her legs across the couch. “Don’t get too used to it. Denying a mate during heat can mess with your bond. His wolf might start seeing you as the enemy and knot in retaliation.” “How is that my fault?” I grumbled. “And what the hell does 'knot' even mean?”

He’s going to knot me! ‘DAMN RIGHT!” He roars as he sinks his teeth into my neck, claiming me. I can feel the knot grow full force. I have the feeling of it entering my womb. It feels like it explodes and feel stuck as I feel something sink into my womb like an anchor and wedge me to him like a vice grip takes over. I fell to the bed with him cradling me. He nuzzles my neck and I feel my wolf spark to life as she does something unexpected. She sinks my teeth into him. I feel ourselves connecting and I feel his knot explode again as something sinks into my womb and attaches somewhere like something being glued to the walls of my womb. My wolf nuzzles him and she’s prancing around like a happy

"Damon! What are you doing?!" He was knotting me?! My mind screamed. How far gone was he? An Alpha shouldn't knot an Omega—not unless they were mated, or at the very least planning to get married. It was an unwritten law of the packs. The chances of pregnancy after a knot jumped to a staggering seventy-five percent. "Relax...Milaya" he whispered against my ear, his voice so low that I didn’t even register the nickname. I shook my head, my eyes squeezing shut as I pushed at his arms. "Damon!"