Knotting Sex Story Novels & Stories

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.

"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.

He had his knot out and was stroking it while watching her hungrily. This made me fuck her harder until she was a trembling mess over my knot. The toy kept fluttering inside her until she came hard, clenching around me before squirting hard. I came soon after, draining all the seed my knot had stored for her. My knot inflated with fresh seed while pulsing harder inside her, locking us together. Isabelle lay wasted in my arms, trembling and spent from the orgasm. Aiden groaned, reaching his release. He stood up and shot his seed all over her chest and stomach before collapsing back in his seat, his knot still hanging out of his pants.

I sob out, my internal muscles clamping down around his cock so hard that he lets out a loud, guttural groan against my neck. “Yeah, take it all for me, Aurel,” he growls, driving himself into me as deeply as possible as his dick throbs and shoots wave after wave of hot, thick cum straight against my prostate. I groan loudly, the sound tearing from my chest as my own body reacts to the intense friction, my dick leaking pre-cum all over the towels as I try to hold on. Suddenly, a heavy knock rattles the wood of the closet door, making both of us freeze instantly in the dark room.

"And the... the Knot? Can that happen with a human?" Maya let out a short, sharp laugh. "It can, but it’s rare. A knot is usually a response to a Loba’s heat. Since Alessia doesn't have a wolf-cycle, Vincent’s body won't feel that specific biological 'trigger.' He’ll have much more control than, say, a certain blonde rebel who can't even look at his mate without his heart skipping a beat." "Hey!" Félix protested, though his blush deepened.

Ruby screamed in ecstasy, her nails digging into my back as I pounded her mercilessly. “Knot me,” she begged, voice breaking. “Give me your knot!” With a deep, savage growl, I forced my thick, swollen knot past her tight entrance and locked us together. The feeling was overwhelming. My knot swelled fully inside her, stretching her pussy to its limit as I came violently, flooding her womb with thick, hot ropes of cum. Pulse after pulse, far more than any normal man could give. Ruby came again hard from the intense pressure, her pussy milking every drop from my cock as she shook and moaned beneath me.

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.

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 am making you so you can never take another knot." He drove upward. He hit my cervix. He ground his hips against mine. The friction was electric. "Cum," he ordered. "Cum for your master." I shattered. My climax ripped through me. I convulsed in his arms, my head banging against the wooden wall. I milked him, my body clamping down on his shaft. Kaelen threw his head back. He roared silently, his face twisted in ecstasy. He swelled. The knot. It locked us together.

“Don’t stop. Knot me. Fill me. Make it go away.” Kael snarled and slammed forward. His knot forced its way inside me with a wet pop. The stretch was intense, almost painful, but it grounded me. I came hard, walls clamping down around him as he roared and flooded me with hot, thick pulses of cum. We stayed locked together, breathing hard. His forehead pressed against mine. “I won’t let it take you,” he whispered fiercely. “I don’t care how many times I have to knot you. I will keep you full of me every single hour if that’s what it takes.”