Knotting Fanfiction Novels & Stories

My free hand moved between us, stroking his leaking cock in time with my thrusts. Riven was falling apart beneath me. His legs shook, toes curling, and body trembling with every brutal thrust. His hole clenched around me like a vice, milking my cock as if begging for my knot. The rut was burning hotter than ever. My balls tightened, the base of my cock swelling as my knot began to form. “I’m gonna knot you,” I growled against his lips, voice dark and possessive. “Gonna lock my knot inside this pretty hole and breed you full. You want that, baby? Want your alpha to pump you full of cum until your belly swells?”

“Do you ever hear about knotting?” With a frown on my face, I look at the two of them. “I am sorry… But, knotting? What is that?” “Err… knotting happens when the Alpha performs the s*xual relationship with their mate, and in the… Ummm, the last minute of the orgasm, the Alpha will perform knotting to the mate. To increase the chance for the mate to be pregnant.” Acacia would probably be more nervous than me when she explained what knotting is.

“I’m your little fucktoy. I’m your filthy, wet, cum-soaked girl. I’m your best friend’s daughter’s best friend, bent over your bed and begging for your knot.” He slammed in harder. I choked on my scream. My pussy fluttered like it couldn’t handle the stretch. His cock was swelling. I could feel it. The knot. The pressure. The growing thickness of him locking inside me. “Please, Daddy,” I sobbed. “Please knot me. Please stretch me open and lock me full. I want it. I need it. I want to feel your knot throb inside me. I want to be stuck. I want to feel you explode so deep it fills my womb.”

"Please, what? What do you need?" Sharon whined, arching into him. "Your knot," she gasped, "Give me your knot, Alpha." He rewarded her, his thumb moving faster against her clit as he fucked her deep. Sharon shrieked, her body bucking and contorting as she came, her pussy clenching around him. He cursed and fucked himself as far into her as he could go, and Sharon felt the base of his cock start to swell. She trembled as his knot locked them together, and he filled her with his cum.

Not like this. Knotting her wasn’t supposed to happen. Not after everything I’ve fought to avoid. Not after every rule I’ve forced between us. Knotting her is as close to claiming her as I can get without sinking my teeth into her throat and ending this for good. And worse, I know my wolf loved it. I let him get too close. I let him push too far. And now I’ve crossed a line I can’t uncross. Fucking her, touching her, those were mistakes I convinced myself I could recover from. I could’ve walked away. I could’ve pretended. But knotting her?

I whisper. “What?” She asked. I knew she had questions about the whole knotting thing, and since we wouldn’t be going anywhere for a while, I tried to explain. “Only lycans have what is referred to as a knot. As you can feel it swells up locking us together.” I tell her.

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.

I whispered. "I don't know. I've never— this has never happened before." "Never?" "The knot only happens with a true mate. With a completed bond." He pressed his forehead against mine and his breathing was ragged. "You're the only person I've ever knotted." I pulled his face down and kissed him slow and deep while his body was locked inside mine and the knot was pulsing gently with a rhythm that matched his heartbeat. Every pulse sent a wave of pressure through me that was right on the edge between pleasure and too much. My body clenched around the knot involuntarily and he groaned and his hips twitched and the movement sent a spike of sensation through both of us that made my back arch.

“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.”

"Yea...I know. Its ok...I'm ready." For the next 5 minutes he hammered into her circling his hips to stretch her a bit more so when he swelled she'd be capable of withstanding the large knot that would form near the head of his cock, locking them together indefinitely. He wanted her to orgasm right when he knotted, that way it would be more pleasurable for her. This would be the first time he'd ever been able to knot inside a female. Any other woman he'd been with he had always worn a condom and pulled out before he knotted. This was something special between mates only, something he and his brother had saved jist for their destined one.