Dread Knot の小説・ストーリー

When he stopped, I praised the Lord in my heart. "Like…um…like… to go get a rope or Mother's kneating wool?" He propped himself on one elbow as he locked eyes with me. "Then what after that?" "You knot it. What you want to knot." "Dina?" "Yeah?" Answering softly, I avoided his searching gaze. "It's not that kind of knot." "It's not?" He shook his head slightly. "But this one hurts so bad. I'm gonna die if you go too far." "You won't die. A Luna is stronger than she can ever imagine."

She had unknowingly held her breath for fear of being found out. She left her hiding place and walked into the kitchen. She stood rooted and unable to move her feet. She felt a huge burden on her shoulders. Her inside twisted into a knot. Never in her life had she imagined to see Tina this way. She was looking lost as she absentmindedly picked up the remnant of the broken ceramic bowl. “ Ouch!” She groaned in pain. She brought her index finger close to her face and cursed under her breath seeing the deep cut.

My hands worked frantically, tying it to the pillowcase, to the duvet cover, even the bed cover was pulled away too. My hands fumbling so badly that the fabric slipped through my shaking fingers. The knots came out uneven, loose, ugly. My vision blurred with tears, frustration clawing at my throat. It didn’t matter. It had to hold. I dragged the rope to the window, shoved it through the gap, and knotted it around the metal latch. My breath came in wild, shallow gasps. My heart pounded so hard I thought it would burst. I hoped the knot was tight enough.

The knot at his base was pressing harder now, slick and hot, battering her entrance with every thrust, trying to force its way inside. She looked up at him, dazed, panting, drooling and nodded. “Do it,” she gasped. “Knot me. Please.”

The others wouldn’t even look at me. They all knew. They knew the ‘fading bond’ was a charade, and not one of them said a word. Because they needed my Dreamweaving, but they didn't care about me. “This meeting is over,” I said, turning toward the door. “I’m going to pack. I’ll be out of the Prince’s castle as soon as possible.” “Wait, Lydia,” Milton said, rushing after me. “You don’t have to move out. We’re still clan…”

When I touched the second knot, ‘my test already started…’” I’m still carrying it. Vael gave a solemn nod. Serakha approached the tree. The knot pulsed once. Twice. Then the roots loosened. Down she reached and took the third knot in her hands. Not fire, but with weight, it burned. A pull. It was like a stone drowned in memory, a stone drowned in grief. She closed her eyes and let it sink into her skin. This time, there was no flame. Only stillness. And then a faint green glow from her palms.

"Sorry, Knox. What's really bothering you?" Knoxville's jaw clenched. "You have no right to question me." Henry stood, his voice firm. "As your friend and PA, I have every right." The tension between them crackled like electricity, the air thick with unspoken words. Suddenly, the TV caught Knoxville's attention. Breaking news: "Mysterious symbol linked to deadly substance." Knoxville's eyes locked onto the screen, his mind racing. "What type is this, Turn it off," Knoxville ordered, his voice low and menacing.

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“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.”

"You're opening up easily. That's good. Means you'll be able to take an Alpha's knot without much prep." "How big is a knot?" "Mine? At full inflation, about three inches in diameter. Bigger than my cock. It'll stretch you wide, lock inside you, keep my cum trapped deep so it can breed you properly." Kai's cock pulsed at the description, and Daemon chuckled. "You like that idea. Your body wants it. Wants to be stretched and filled and knotted." He added a third finger, and Kai whimpered. "That's a lot..." "This is less than my knot. And you're taking it well. Such a good omega. Made for breeding." He crooked his fingers, found that spot inside, and Kai's back arched.