Knot So Fast Novels & Stories

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.

She muttered, trying to skin deeper into his body. “I will run.” He declared, her eyes flipped open, and soon she felt the wind slap against her skin. He moved fast and agile, it was a very contrast to his body. Perhaps Rory had a sleeper body. And his muscles are only visible when he flexes or when he works out or does exercise. She shook her head, surprised by the random things about her soon-to-be husband. boyfriend? “Aren’t I heavy?” Christy asked, brushing the hairs that had gotten loose from the clips. Rory had gotten to the gate, ignoring the gateman, he stepped over it and carefully placed Christy down.

I was close already. When the knot finally popped inside, locking us together, I came with a cry I couldn’t hold back. Cum splashed across my stomach and chest in hot spurts. My hole clamped down hard around him. Kade followed seconds later with a deep, rumbling growl. His cock pulsed, flooding me again—thick, endless ropes of cum that made my belly feel full and warm. The knot pulsed with every spurt, locking it all inside. I could feel it. So much. Too much. It leaked out around the knot anyway, messy and obscene.

The knot was swelling now, catching on every thrust. “Give it to me,” Elara gasped. “Knot me, baby. Fill me.” Rowan snarled and slammed forward. The knot popped inside, locking them together. Elara’s eyes rolled back. The stretch was insane, painful 'n perfect Rowan kept grinding, the knot rubbing right against her g-spot.

I read it quickly. Dear Dean, I'm sorry to write you this letter. My pack isn't safe anymore. The news about who I am is out and I will be hunted to the ends of the earth. I can't put you or anyone else at risk so I'm running. No pack would be strong or safe enough. I would die if I caused you or your pack harm. I wish things were different but this is my reality and I must make the right choice. Please find someone else that will make you happy that will be a good Luna for your pack. Please let me go.

K's getting hit on again by another guy. You've gotta be shitting me.

Very weird. * To Be Continued *

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe, ‘Hey, one of my employees is your mother’s husband?’” “That would’ve defeated the purpose of the element of surprise.” I scoff. “You always keep things from me, Knox. It never stops getting annoying, just so you know.” “You’re driving very slowly, Bunny.” “Sorry it’s not a V8 engine,” I mutter. “It can definitely go faster than this.”

My side hurts. Kennedy trots straight to our cabin and up onto the porch. I force myself to let go, slumping off her back into a heap on the floorboards and curling into a shrimp, squeezing my bent arm tight against the wound. Kennedy rises, morphing from four feet to two in a fluid sequence until she’s standing, wired as hell, her chest heaving, her pupils blown. “Holy shit,” she shrieks. “Fast and the Furious, eh? Did you see that? Did you fucking see that?” She stalks back and forth, raking her fingers through her sweat-soaked hair.