Knotting Omega Novels & Stories

GISELLE Even though Waylon had made me cum a few moments ago, my walls clenched continuously, reminding me of the emptiness. It intensified my need, and yet the cruel man was denying me what I needed the most- his knot. I needed it desperately to clench around. I had never had a knot in my life before. Very few wolves had knots. Mostly, the Alphas got a knot as soon as they met their mates. None of my previous lovers had knots.

“Why do you still call yourself an omega? I mean, I know you were one, but I thought you’d have held yourself in high esteem after Sia made you his concubine but you don’t and I want to know why” I laugh subtly. “Becoming his concubine doesn’t elevate my status in anyway. I still see myself as an omega, because my duties and obligations are still that of an omega. When Sia was injured, I treated his wounds. That’s what an omega does Dogara. They humble themselves before all, serving in silence. They let themselves get walked over, kicked, beaten, humiliated, just to achieve a single goal”. “And what’s your goal Crinka?” “That’s the first time you’re calling me by name”.

“We won’t let anyone challenge the bond.” Alpha Blackstone regarded his sons, his expression softening slightly. “I’m not here to challenge it. I’m here to ensure you’re prepared for the consequences.” Nicola’s heart clenched. “Consequences?” The Alpha turned to her, his gaze steady. “Nicola, you’re an Omega, and the pack will view this bond with skepticism at best and hostility at worst. There will be those who question your worth, those who believe the triplets’ bond to you weakens their position as future leaders.”

His voice came as a command, but I didn't say a word. "You marked her, Oliver. Now you must take her as your Luna and never mark another." He gave the final judgment and I watched my world attempt to crumble before me. I'm an Alpha under a curse already, and need a strong Luna beside me, how on earth should I settle for a weak omega as my Luna? My chest tightened in pain, and I felt waves of pain over my body. Sane tapped her feet on the floor in rage and began to run back to her pack. We both knew it was over. We both know the tradition.

he demanded quietly. “Nothing,” I whisper. Another lie. The elder hesitates. “Alpha..” “Continue,” Karl orders. His blood sinks into my skin, binding not marking, not yet, but claiming protection and proximity. The bond snaps into place like a tightened thread. I feel him too clearly. His emotions crash against my senses: possessiveness, hunger, something dangerously close to devotion. I sway. Karl catches me instantly, hauling me against his chest. The pack bows. All of them, including Rieka.

Where was he? A cold knot twisted in my stomach. Something doesn't feel right. An hour passed. I tried calling him but it went straight to voicemail. Okay, now something is actually wrong! “Maybe he changed his mind,” Jenna’s voice drifted down from upstairs, followed by a mocking laughter. “Can you blame him? An omega like her? Mated to Adolph? Oh, please.” My chest clenched. I swallowed the lump rising in my throat. No. Adolph wasn’t like them. He saw me and he loves me.

She did not flinch at the bruises on my throat, the crescent marks of his teeth on my shoulder. "His scent is all over you," she said, setting the tray down. "He has knotted you properly, then." "He has taken me. That is not the same thing." She looked at me, her eyes tired and knowing. "An Alpha does not knot a woman he does not intend to keep. It is a bond, Omega. Whether you accept it or not, he has tied himself to you. And you to him." The words sank into my chest like stones. I thought of the night before—the way his knot had swelled inside me, locking us together. I had felt his pulse through the place where we joined. I had felt his wolf pressing against mine.

She jerked her eyes up to the matriarch, her lips parted in shock. "What...?" she breathed, unable to comprehend what she had just heard. Mrs. Harris didn't repeat herself. She simply stared, her gaze filled with determination. "You are connected, whether you like it or not. You are an omega, Ryse, and Nigel is an alpha. His fiancée is a beta, and you know what that means." Ryse felt her stomach clench. Yes, she knew. Betas could certainly mate with alphas, but they didn't have the biological compatibility that omegas shared with them. To ensure strong offspring, it was expected that an alpha would have an omega mate.

It was almost too much to bear. No wonder he knocked her up the first time they slept together. It's almost inevitable to be Pure breeds and not have such sizzling chemistry. When it happened, the swell of his knot latched inside her, she was scared of her life. There was a point where the omega feared it would never stop swelling. It filled her deeply, satisfying that primal part of her, that part of her wolf that was always craving this in some way, that part of her that wanted nothing more than an Alphas knot.

It wasn’t needed to have pups but as an Omega it was something we dreamed to coax out of an Alpha. Orgasms could be done by your own hand but a knot? A knot meant that you’ve done everything right for your Alpha. My heart sped up as I felt his knot grow more and more. It stretched my asshole as it continued to go in and out as it grew. The sensation itself was forcing me into another orgasm. I didn’t think it was possible to come a third time but I felt it roar to life. Our bond mixed our feelings together as the pleasure felt multiplied ten times over. Digging my nails into his shoulders, my arms were shaking as I tried to stay conscious.