Dog Knotting Stories Novels & Stories

My heart feels like it might explode. “You knotted her,” Finn whispered, blinking slowly. “Couldn’t,” Azure grunted, sounding exhausted. “Help it.” Azure collapsed beside me, tugging me against his chest, with his swollen cock still locked inside me. “What is knotting?” I was far too tired to feel embarrassed about the fact that I didn’t even understand what had just happened to me. “It’s how werewolves ensure a pregnancy in their mate,” Finn muttered. I giggled sleepily, “I’m already pregnant though.”

To help me sleep, she had once told me a bedtime story. In the story, a king had imprisoned a nightingale in a cage, making it sing every night until it died. Back then, she had said softly, "If I were that nightingale, I wouldn't just wait around until I died. I'd find a way to open the cage and fly away myself." I'd brushed it off then, telling her that she was my nightingale, and that she could forget about ever flying away in this lifetime. But my nightingale had flown away. She didn't want me anymore.

he told her. “What?” she asked again. “I said take it off,” he repeated. “If you don’t want to marry me, take it off and hand it back to me.” Natasha was obviously perplexed, wondering what trick he was now playing. She touched the ring and started pulling it slowly towards her. She had expected it to get stuck somewhere in the middle, thinking that was the trick Tulani was playing on her but when it moved without much trouble, she paused before pulling it off completely.

"There are stories." I immediately disliked where this was heading. "What stories?" "Old ones." Even worse. Ancient stories were rarely good news. Elias sat down again. "Stories involving broken mate bonds." My stomach tightened. "And?" "And nobody knows if they're true." Of course. That would've been too easy. "Tell me anyway." His expression remained troubled. "Some believed that if a bond was interrupted before completion, unusual things could happen." That wasn't remotely specific. I waited. Eventually he added:

I'm just trying to prepare the final stretch so everything flows smoothly. I'm also hoping to use the time to get a head start on book 2, Knotting on Wheels. 👀 Yes, it's happening! I really want to have it cooking in the background so that once Aurel and Neylan's story ends, we can jump straight into the next chaos without waiting forever. So please don't abandon me. 😭 I hope you'll come with me on that journey too. Thank you for sticking with these two stubborn idiots. Seriously, every comment, vote, gift, and reaction makes writing this story so much more fun.

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.

“Because I just caught her playing with Heath in the changing pavilion. There she was, bouncing on him on a bench. Only thing is she’s gone and messed herself up and found Heath can knot her. So the two are stuck out there for a bit. I can’t wait to hear Tyler and her father about this.” Jules closed her eyes, shook her head repeatedly and laughed herself silly. “I know she’s our friend but she’ll get what she deserves, but does Heath deserve her? He’ll have his hands full with her.” “Heath’s a good guy and I’m not sure he has the personal stamina to keep up with her.” “Well, if he can knot her, then someone thinks he can.” She pointed to the heavens when she said this. It was true. Knotting

he mumbles, sounding shy all of a sudden, "Anya, this is fully you now, right?" "Yes," I admit, placing a hand on the door to feel more balanced, since Jae is still carrying me. “Oh, okay. Uhm, this is my first ever knot by the way.” “Well, mine too,” I growl out, both annoyed and pleased to hear that… but mostly annoyed, "Great timing, Jae. Of course this is the best time to knot me." "I didn't fucking plan it! Sorry," he murmurs and takes a deep breath, "This was really the worst moment for this, wasn't it? I'm getting tired already and I don’t even know how long this will take."

“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.”