Dread Knot Novels & Stories

How long will it take before he kills me too? Dread fell to the pit of my stomach, causing me to vomit on the cold floor. I collapsed on the floor, laying close to the liquid I had just spilled. I couldn’t continue living like this. Fearing what might come next. Fearing that I might be killed in a brutal manner. Maybe it was best to put an end to this. Those people died because of me. It would be greedy of me to want to live.

My cheeks were burning with the embarrassment of asking a question, to which I actually already knew the answer. Knotting is a mechanism in which the Alpha glandalis bulbus swells so that it can lock the hole of its partner. The function of knotting on Alpha is to increase the number of sperm as well as keep ejaculation smooth to produce a high probability of pregnancy. “Maybe thirty minutes to an hour. It was my first time mating with a she-wolf.” Daniel smiled at little as he stroked my cheek. “Your Alpha, how long did the binding take?” he asked.

The edge had started to curl, softening into something I could grip with the back of my palm. I used the bones in my wrist to rub it harder, dragging it across the knot again and again. My breath trembled, catching between gritted teeth. Sweat slid down my temple. My stomach was hollow, my mouth dry. The broth had helped, but only enough to keep me conscious. Barely. I was dizzy. Every movement blurred at the edges of my vision, but I couldn't afford to rest. Not now. Not when the knot had finally started to give. “Almost,” I whispered to myself.

The knots, warm and pulsing, settled within her, a constant reminder of their presence, their claim. The room was silent, save for the sound of their ragged breaths. Lucas and Jake held her close, their bodies pressed against hers, their warmth enveloping her. They stroked her hair, kissed her neck, whispered words of comfort and reassurance. The physical act of knotting was more than just a sexual release; it was a bonding, a merging of souls, a sealing of their fates.

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.”

I can't leave the trials, and they can't withdraw me not without a war and we can't face a war right now. I begin to feel the shift. That slow, tightening stretch inside me that tells me what’s coming. His knot. I whimper and dig my nails into his shoulders, not to stop him, but to hold on. He’s not being careful. He’s not thinking. He’s choosing. My head falls back as the pleasure inside of me builds high, Just before it locks in place, Dagen’s voice shatters through the clearing like a whip crack. “No!” he snarls, voice sharp and commanding. “We agreed, no knotting until the end, until we all—”

I slapped him and roared, "I know it's a fucking rope! You fucking imbecile! Do you recognize it?!" "I don't... Master..." He answered in a trembling voice. Blood kept coming out of his mouth. "You don't know it?!" I lashed him with the rope. "Are you telling me that you don't know anything about it?!" His body distorted in pain and curled up. "Master... It's a sailor's knot. It's from the sea... Maybe the druids..." he whispered. I stepped on his fucking shoulder and said, "Someone tried to kill me with this fucking rope tonight! So you do know something about it, don't you?"

Placing one elbow on railing she directly look up at moon. It's her almost daily routine . Whenever she sleep early this happen she wake up at mid night hyperventilating because of those nightmares. Her biggest fear of life. She never tell this to anyone not lilly not even her mom know. Why? She had not idea. Whatever she is seeing is just out of her head. The persons, that screams, and that golden brown eyes. Even the thought of it bought goosebumps on her body. Who are they she don't know?

“Gonna knot you right here where you woke up leaking me. Gonna flood this greedy little cunt one more time so you feel me all day—during your lecture, during mine, every jealous stare reminding them who you belong to. You’ll stand at that lectern with my knot still fresh inside you, cum dripping down your legs while you explain the Accord, and the whole hall will choke on the scent of a true sovereign mating.” I shattered around him with a broken scream, walls clamping down hard as the orgasm crashed through me like lightning—deep, shattering, leaving me trembling and sobbing his name. Jason followed moments later with a guttural roar that echoed off the walls, his knot swelling impossibly t

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."