Novel & Cerita Dread Knot

I didn't even know what knots felt like, and I had never seen a knot in my real life, but the burning desire I felt for a knot at that moment was utterly unmatched. "You're too weak to take my knot," Waylon told me, stroking my cheek so gently that it hurt. I heard the concern in his voice, yet the desire in his eyes was undeniable. He was holding himself back, but for what? I didn't give a fuck about being weak. All I needed was his knot. It seemed like the only solution to all my problems in the world right now. The clenching of my walls got worse, making me whimper in need.

I press him flat against the pillows, and I use my heavy weight to trap his shoulders against the soft mattress. "Get off the bed right now, Dean," I command my partner, and I keep my voice loud so he can hear me over his own lust. "You have to step back and cool your head down, because we cannot give him what he wants tonight." Dean blinks his dark eyes, and he looks down at his own shaking hands in sudden confusion. He takes a deep breath of the cool bunker air, and his logical mind finally overpowers his primal instincts. "His heart cannot handle the strain," Dean whispers in horror, and he scrambles backward off the large mattress right away. "The sudden spike in his blood pressure will

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.

The pressure built again, unbearable. “Give me your knot,” I begged, voice cracking. “Please—I need to feel full.” Lorenzo’s control snapped. He slammed forward, forcing the thick knot past my tight ring of muscle. It popped inside with a wet sound, locking us together. The sudden fullness pushed me over the edge again. I came hard, screaming his name as my pussy spasmed violently around him. He roared, hips jerking as he flooded me with hot, thick ropes of cum. The knot pulsed, sealing everything inside, pressing relentlessly against my g-spot and keeping the pleasure rolling through me in endless waves.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

I gasped, voice shaking, scared out of my mind, feeling only his base swell. He leaned in close, his voice a dark whisper against my ear. “Don’t you know werewolf anatomy?” I froze. “I’m knotting you,” he said, teeth grazing the shell of my ear. “Knot?” I gasped, trying to turn my head, but his grip only tightened. “My cock’s going to swell inside you and stay locked for a while.” His words came out rough, though I understood clearly. “I hope you took your pills, mouse.” My eyes widened, my heart pounded so loud it drowned out everything else. I had read about knotting, and from what I’d gathered, the chances of conception during a knot were astronomically high—pills or no pills.

His hands splay over my tummy. I think for a second and answer, “A lock. I felt a lock deep in my pussy.” Jaxon lifts his head, and when his eyes drop to me, they flicker and make my stomach clench. “In the werewolf world, it’s called knotting—the actual knotting. It’s like the peak of bonding, when an Alpha locks his cum inside you.” His hands press into my stomach, and something moves inside it. “It was a form of me bonding with your innermost self, some sort of mating ritual. But guess what?”

My hips meet his rhythm, grinding, desperately. And then, his cock swells, suddenly and massively. A knot forms and locks inside me. My pussy clamps around it as it forces me open with exquisite, consuming pressure. Pleasure and pain fuse inside me. I feel it twist, stretch, claim. His face tightens, sweat breaking across his skin. ‘What… what’s happening?’ I gasp through the link. Alarmed. Thrilled. He stares straight into my eyes, voice rough with strain. ‘An Alpha’s knot. You’re mine. I just claimed you.’

He doesn't give me time to adjust, setting a punishing rhythm that makes the chains rattle with each impact. "Feel that?" he growls, his hips slapping against my bruised flesh. "Your cunt was made for Veyari cock." His knot begins to swell inside me, stretching me wider than I thought possible. The pressure is immense, bordering on pain, but my body betrays me again. My pussy clenches around him, trying to milk his swelling knot. "That's it," he groans. "Take my knot, little breeder." The knot locks into place with an audible pop, sealing us together. He can't pull out now, and the thought sends a perverse thrill through me. He continues grinding against me, his knot pressing against my g-sp

His cock springs free and I stop breathing. He's enormous. Thick as my forearm, long enough to make my stomach clench. But it's not just the size. His cock is ridged, bumps and textures running along the shaft that no human man has. And at the base, a thick swelling that looks even larger than the rest. "That's my knot." He sees where I'm looking. "When I cum inside you, it swells. Locks us together. Everyone will hear you screaming on my knot, princess. They'll know you're being bred."