I Want To Be Knotted Novels & Stories

"It doesn't matter anyways. I have another homework for you" I sighed. But louder than intended. "Oh, are you tired? Ugh, ugly Betty." she grabbed a handful of my hair, tugging at it. "Just remember who you are and where you stand in this school." Everyone else in the class had turned to watch. Some had their phones out and were recording. "YOU. ARE. A. FUCKING. CHARITY. CASE" she said drawing out the words more than necessary.

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.

But this was more, the ritual demanded unity. As they thrust in sync, knots swelling, the air thickened with energy. Kade's knot popped first, locking in her pussy, hot cum jetting deep. Ronan followed, forcing his into her ass, the chain beginning as their knots pressed through her walls, linking. Darius pulled from her mouth, shifting to straddle her back, his knot seeking her pussy alongside Kade's. The stretch was divine agony, two knots in one hole, Ronan's in the other, their bodies forming a tangled knot of flesh. Lila screamed around the pleasure-pain, her body yielding as Darius's knot wedged in, completing the chain: Kade and Darius knotted pussy-to-pussy through her, Ronan's ass k

But today, I felt like I was suffocating. I sat at my usual table in the far corner. I stared down at my food. I had a sandwich and an apple on my tray, but I could not eat. My stomach was tied in tight, painful knots. I felt sick. If I tried to swallow even a bite of bread, I knew I would throw up. My hands rested on my lap under the table. They were shaking. I pressed them hard against my legs to make them stop, but the shaking moved up to my arms. My chest felt tight. I took a slow, deep breath through my nose. I told myself to stay calm. I told myself not to reach for my inhaler. I could not show weakness right now. Not today.

My fingers fumble clumsily with the tight knot, and I let out a frustrated breath. Rhett slowly walks over to me, and he gently pushes my trembling hands away from my collar. He reaches down and carefully unties the silk fabric himself, and his knuckles deliberately brush against my heated skin during the process. The slow, methodical movement creates a strong feeling of anticipation in my chest, and I realize these three Alphas possess a terrifying level of patience.

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"See? Loose enough to grow. Tight enough to support." "Riveting tutorial." "Some things need room to breathe." Her thumb traces the tie I've botched. "You don't have to hold them too tight." Her eyes lift. Heat climbs my neck. "Profound observation." "One of my many talents." She takes the twine from my hands—deliberate contact, fingers lingering. Demonstrates the knot with exaggerated precision. "You'd better start taking notes." "You're hilarious before coffee." "Coffee's the only thing standing between you and world chaos." She sits back, and dirt smudges her knees. She rocks back on her heels.

A knot four centuries old, most of the way loose, and a cord walking east in the dark in the pocket of a woman who had never once looked at what she carried. "Then we don't chase the cord." I said. Every one of them turned round. "Alpha—" "We finish it." I said. "The seal. He's had two days at it and it wants another day and a half, and he's the only pair of hands in five kingdoms that knows the shape of it." "You want to open it?" Vann's voice went up. "I want to tie it." I said. "It's a knot. He's been loosening it because somebody told him to and he can't stop wanting to, and there's four of us here who can hold a man's arms and one who can tell him which way to pull."

This SICK BASTARD! Fidgeting with the knot at my hands, making sure that he did not notice as he was completely overtaken with molesting me, I tried to loosen it but clearly this man was not as stupid as I thought, the knot was too tight for my frail fingers to unknot. Panick shocks overwhelmed me. God! Please don’t let this man ra** me!

My pussy is still dripping hard, not clearly satisfied. My hair is hopelessly tangled, loose strands are all over my face. The realization of it irritates me somehow, but I love the fact that I get to use Jax to cure whatever that is wrong with me. It’s time he gets to pay for his crimes, all the wicked acts he has been showing towards me gradually. Without another word, I reached for the robe hanging from the bedpost and slipped it over my shoulders, tying the belt firmly around my waist. Only then do I finally turn my attention to him.