Knotting Sex Story Novelas e Histórias

"For example, did you know that male wolves have a very specific way of claiming their mates? It involves something called knotting—" "Damon Alexander Blackwood," I hissed, my face instantly flaming red at the words. "Do not finish that sentence." He had the audacity to smirk at me as he continued speaking. "I was just thinking, after the wedding, we could explore some of those more... animalistic tendencies. What do you think? Want to try some knotting of our own?" I grabbed the nearest pillow—one of the seventeen medically necessary ones—and hurled it at his head with as much force as I could muster from my prone position. "You are absolutely terrible! What if Lucas was still in the room?"

"Starting with my knot." He slams deep and the knot pops inside me, bigger than the others, stretching me wider than I thought possible. I scream into the furs as another orgasm tears through me, my pussy clenching desperately around the intrusion. "Fuck." Corvin's body shudders as he comes. "So tight. Even after three of us. You were made for this." We stay locked together, both of us breathing hard. His weight settles over my back, warm and grounding. I've taken four wolves now. Four knots. Four loads of seed. And somehow I still want more.

Since it’s usually inside me. “Can I— ” He sits back in the nest. Pulls me into him, wedging me under his chin. “What?” “Can I touch it?” “My cock?” “No, your . . .” He laughs. “Out of all the things to ask permission for, touching my knot is not one you need to worry about.” “Is it sensitive?” “I’m not sure. The knot and I are still making each other’s acquaintance.” I peek up at him. “Does celibacy include . . .”

He vaguely remembered reading about something like that when he was doing research on wolves but he had no idea what exactly knots actually were. “Just…” Alfie buried his face in Jaden’s neck, nosing at the spot under his ear. “...some part of mating. Usually when someone like me has sex, roughly at the end the lower part of the dick swells and… gets stuck? It’s weird to explain, but it basically locks you together until a while after sex.” Jaden was surprised. Nothing like that had happened with them, so he was kind of curious. “Why didn’t that happen just now?”

He pulled me into a deep, bruising kiss, smothering my screams. He stayed locked there, the knot swollen and pulsating, pinning me to the wall. He ground his hips slowly, using the knot to torment me, pushing it deeper, forcing me to feel the full, demanding weight of his ownership. My body convulsed in a massive orgasm, long, deep, and agonizing, triggered by the pressure of his knot. He started thrusting again, hard and fast, the knot providing a constant, brutal stimulation that pushed me over the edge again and again.

Choi if there's any chance I'm pregnant right now. "No, you’re fine. But I suggest using the birth control pills when you go raw and if you're using a condom, you can skip it, don't forget that and please for your own good, avoid knotting." But knotting happens when both parties have solid plans to get pregnant or when there's a strong emotional bond. There's nothing like that between Silver and I. Sex is purely transactional. I need him to live and he… wait, why does he fuck me?

The orgy spread like wildfire. A tall, muscular male grabbed one of the younger females and bent her over a fallen log. He drove into her pussy in one savage thrust, knot swelling almost immediately. She screamed in pleasure, pushing back onto him, begging for more. Another male stepped up behind the first , sliding his cock into the first male’s ass while he continued rutting the female. Triple knotting. The sounds were obscene , wet slapping, growls, desperate howls. Selene finally lifted herself off Lucien’s knot with a wet pop. A thick river of his cum poured out of her, dripping down her thighs and onto his stomach. She stood, legs steady, and looked down at him.

I had hoped that love could overcome ambition. That weekend, Sienna came to Marcus's apartment, and they didn't leave bed for most of the day. It was a marathon of sex and conversation, of exploration and discovery. She showed him exactly how much pressure she liked on her clit while he was inside her. He discovered that if he held her hair tight while she went down on him, she came from that alone, the submission and control mixing into something intoxicating. They talked between sessions, lying tangled together in his sheets. "Tell me about her," Sienna said, her fingers drawing patterns on his chest. "The ex-fiancée."

The one he needed to knot me. "Going to knot you," he snarled against my ear. "Fill you up. Make you mine." "Yes— please—" His knot started to swell, pressing against my entrance. I pushed back against him, desperate, needing that fullness. He thrust forward hard, and the knot popped inside me, stretching me wide. "Fao—" He pulled my hair, arching my back, and sank his teeth into my claim mark. The combination of pleasure and pain — the stretch of his knot, the sting of his bite — sent me over the edge. I came hard, clenching around him, my whole body shaking.

He doesn't give me time to adjust, setting a punishing rhythm that makes the chains rattle with each impact. "Feel that?" he growls, his hips slapping against my bruised flesh. "Your cunt was made for Veyari cock." His knot begins to swell inside me, stretching me wider than I thought possible. The pressure is immense, bordering on pain, but my body betrays me again. My pussy clenches around him, trying to milk his swelling knot. "That's it," he groans. "Take my knot, little breeder." The knot locks into place with an audible pop, sealing us together. He can't pull out now, and the thought sends a perverse thrill through me. He continues grinding against me, his knot pressing against my g-sp