Knotting Novels & Stories

The youngest wolf in the group had his tongue positioned between his teeth in the specific configuration of someone applying more concentration to a physical task than the task strictly requires because the concentration is how they make sure they are doing it correctly rather than approximately, and the result of the tongue-between-teeth concentration was a knot that I could see from my position on the slope was going to be correct when it was finished. I picked up a loose plank from the distributed parts of the former platform and looked at Corin with the question of whether the plank was in the category of useful or in the category of inventory-of-damage. He gestured toward the frame with

Vincenzo’s knot locked first—thick, unyielding—grinding deep as he came with a guttural roar, flooding me with heat. Valentino’s knot caught next—sealing us together—his teeth sinking into my shoulder, marking me as he pulsed inside. Lorenzo thrust once, twice—then held my head as he spilled down my throat, groaning my name like a prayer. The knots held us locked—bodies trembling, hearts pounding in sync, bond humming like a live wire. I felt them. All of them. Their love. Their obsession. Their relief. Exhaustion pulled me under—soft, warm, needy

I asked myself. And with a human woman…I understand that knotting for women can be uncomfortable. Some say it is painful. I'd imagine it is especially true for human women, so I tried to give her several more orgasms to lessen the pain of it, as I fought myself to make it stop and ended up giving myself several as well in the process before my knot went away disentangling us. I wasn’t bothered by it in itself happening. I was bothered that I lost control.

While the others ran ahead she stopped to see if he could escape. “Techs set basic traps all over the place to catch us in.” Aeon started as she leaned against a tree to watch. A small smile was on her face, enjoying the show. “Most have a sensor that goes off when the trap is triggered to alert any nearby Techs. You have less than a minute left to get unstuck before I have to take you out.” “We didn’t learn about these types of knots in the Center!” Adro said in a panic, blood having rushed to his upside down face. He tried to undo the knot, but had no luck at undoing the tight, complicated loops and twists. “I can’t undo these knots!”

“Knotting is…um, well... it’s um—” Avery wasn’t sure why Ian kept stuttering as she demanded an explanation, but it turns out he was just too embarrassed to say it. “Remember when I said werewolves also have an animalistic part to them? It’s like that. It’s simply the alpha’s, you know… genitals swelling in their mates during copulation to keep their seeds in and thus increase the chance for conception; it can go on for hours, sometimes days. It mostly happens during an alpha's rut, which is the equivalent of an omega’s heat.” Then he went ahead and gave her a textbook definition.

Instead of being sated, his co*k seemed to elongate inside me. “Xandrios,” I whispered in confusion. Was he knotting me? I had heard about knotting between fated mates. You couldn’t knot with anyone else but your fated mate. Was it true? “Relax, babe. I won’t hurt you.” He cupped both my cheeks in his hands and kissed me like I was the most precious one for him. It eased away all the doubts I had about knotting. He vibrated more and this time; it was on a different level altogether, hitting my G-spot continuously until fluid spilled from me, coating him more.

He wasn't quiet about it either. The third release came within minutes. Kai crumpled, face pressed to the floor, completely undone. The second it hit, Alex triggered the knot function. One full knotting. That's what it took to break a heat cycle. He pressed the button and watched the base of the toy expand, traveling slowly before pressing past Kai's entrance. A thin, pained sound.

Rosette expressed, attempting to move away but realizing she was unable to. "We'll be connected like this for about an hour, love. No one will be released until then. Regarding your modesty, I'll try to honor your human upbringing, but customs differ here. Public displays of affection are common and even ceremonial," Kyle explained. "Tied? What do you mean tied?" Rosette inquired, trying to grasp the information. As she reached to feel their joined bodies, she noted the thickness of Kyle's arousal, deeper than she had experienced before. "It's called a knot; it secures my semen to enhance the chances of pregnancy when you're ovulating," Kyle stated matter-of-factly.

He clapped his hand and cleared his throat, "In standard omega biology, knotting is the mechanism that fully opens the womb to the possibility of pregnancy. It's the biological completion of mating. It's not just the act itself but the specific psychological event that signals to the body that a full bond has been consummated." He looked at Riven directly. "Without it, the womb remains closed and its recipient is biologically protected." "The fuck." Riven's hands dropped.

The feel of the fiber against my skin caused an involuntary shiver. "What is this for?" I asked, turning my face toward the bond that now connected us. "You need to be linked so you don’t get lost during the crossing," explained the sister with celestial eyes, her voice sounding natural but heavy with meaning. "We call it the Knot of Infinity. One begins exactly where the other ends. One completes the other. They are continuous links, alive, pulsing together."