Romans & histoires Dog Knotting

“Beg for it, pretty boy. Beg for your alpha’s knot.” “Please knot me Damien, I need it, need your knot, breed me, fill my hole, make me yours…” He roared, slamming home one last time, knot popping inside, locking us together as he came, hot, thick ropes flooding my omega hole, pulse after endless pulse. The pressure triggered my own orgasm, my cock spurting between us, coating our stomachs as my hole milked his knot, pulling every drop deeper. “Mine, mate, fuck, Alex—” he groaned, hips grinding, knot throbbing inside me, sealing his cum deep. “You’re never getting away. My omega. My pretty boy.”

“So a knot, huh? Is it a part of wolf sex?” He puffed out a laugh. “Not normally.” He brushed back her springy curls. “A knot only forms between fated mates. Since we haven’t had fated mates for 50 decades now, it had become sort of myth.” “But here we are…locked together.” “Yes,” he said, kissing her neck. “My fated mate.” “I don’t understand it.” “I know. I’ll try to explain it all.” “What does it do? The knot.” “It increases the chance of breeding between mates and bonding.”

So she split herself up between Kate and Blythe, and created a tightly formed butterfly knot. She didn’t set out to be malicious. The feelings, they just developed into something that couldn’t be stopped. Overtime, Kaitlyn and Blythe knew. Sawyer needed both of them...and they wanted to be there. Together. The question of what to do when she woke up still lingered, but they hadn't crossed that bridge yet. Little did Blythe OR Kate know, they were about to.

I whisper. “What?” She asked. I knew she had questions about the whole knotting thing, and since we wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while, I tried to explain. “Only lycans have what is referred to as a knot. As you can feel it swells up locking us together.” I tell her.

she huffed. “Knot?” I thought in befuddlement. “It's how werewolves and lycans mate. The male will knot you while he gives you his mate mark. It makes your consciousness bind together and is a lovely bond,” she clarified while Nikolai stood there eyeing me with a smirk. “Are you ready?” Exhaling deeply, I nodded, and he offered me his hand. Placing mine timidly into his hand, he escorted me out of his room, downstairs, then through his enormous house to the back sliding glass doors.

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.

Alsie POV- “You heard me. The slick your body produces lets us grow and knot up inside you without causing damage. Knotting you is the wolf way of making sure our seed stays inside you. We knot up, release into you, then the knot fills the space to keep our seed from running out. If you, or I try to disengage before my knot has subsided it could cause internal bleeding.” “They don’t teach us all that in sex-ed. Why does it feel so good yet hurt.”

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

“Stop getting fucking big! Do you want to tear my insides?!” “I… I don't know what's happening!” I confessed, leaning close to him. I couldn't tell how to stop this. I'd never knotted in someone before, though I'd heard about it. An alpha male, only knots in the one he would spend the rest of his life with, and I'd never found that person. Not only that, but the urge to knot only came during our rutting seasons, and I wasn't in any fucking rut. Which would mean… I peered down at Aithan who was still thrashing in pain under me, looking like he was a few seconds from sending me on a path to meet my ancestors.