Stuck On The Knot Novels & Stories

Another big house loomed to the left, a car parked in its driveway. The prick guards were still outside, deep in conversation. Distracted. That's fvcking good. I tilted my head down and bit at the knot on my wrist. My teeth scraped against the rough rope, my jaw aching as I pulled and tugged. Almost there. Almost damn shit, finally. The knot loosened. I sucked in a deep breath and worked my fingers free. No time to celebrate. Making my ass move. I reached for the car handle, praying it wasn’t locked. Please, please, please. And there's a click. Yeah, boy, it's not locked.

I felt the knot start to swell. It caught on my entrance on the next thrust, stretching me wider. I whimpered. He growled and shoved forward anyway, forcing the growing bulge inside me with a wet, obscene pop. The pressure was enormous, my body tried to reject it and take it at the same time. Knox’s hips stuttered. He buried himself to the hilt and stayed there, grinding, as the knot inflated fully. Locked. I couldn’t move or think. He was so deep I felt him in my throat. The knot pulsed against my inner walls and every tiny shift sent lightning up my spine.

Everyone except his actual family. "How long is this going to take?" I shifted from foot to foot, my bladder screaming at me. The drawstring had somehow gotten twisted into a complicated knot. Damien worked at the stubborn tangle in concentrated silence. His breath came out in short puffs of frustration. But the fabric was deliberately defying his efforts. "This is ridiculous," he muttered under his breath. Then, to my complete shock, he leaned forward. He carefully took the knotted drawstring between his teeth. I stared down at him in absolute disbelief.

The more he struggled, the tighter the knot became. Jack looked at Darryl with a cynical smile on his face. "Hahaha! Don't struggle. This is called the Soul Trap Knot. It isn’t something from The Nine Continent and there’s no way you can get rid of it, even if you are skilled!"

The more she struggled, the more it tightened. “Stop struggling. This is tangleweed. Like quicksand, the more you struggle the tighter this gets. Be sure to recall this. We may be able to use this to help us. Guys, help me pull on this knot right here and here. I’ll take the tops.” Kona directed them.

The same guy whom I met at the bar said while placing his hands up as if he was surrendering but touched me again to catch me before I fell on the ground. "I said, don't touch me. I'm engaged. Look!" I showed him my ring, frowning. "I know," he said in a low voice. "Stay away—ah!" I fell on the ground when he suddenly let me go. "I'm done with your drunkenness." He mumbled, and I pouted because I didn’t hear what he said. I groaned when I felt a bit of a sting on my knee after the fall. My eyes became watery when I saw a reddish scratch on it.

Acacia would probably be more nervous than me when she explained what knotting is. I shrugged my shoulder, “Alright, knotting, so, I need to let them do the knotting. So, what the f*ck is knotting?” Zahra took a sighed and took her smartphone out. She has one of the best internet in this area it seems, because what she showed me almost makes me faint. “Holy f*ck! I need to do that?!” I shouted at them, while my face went pale, “Just look at the woman, she seems in a lot of… Well, pleasure, but look how long that she need to endure the… knotting!”

The next second, a red ribbon was blown up. We heard a crisp sound and something smashed at our feet. Looking down, I saw it was the love knot that had just been hung. There were several love knots on the tree. Although they were swaying left and right in the wind, they still hung firmly, except for our knot. The shop owner scratched his head and muttered, "It's really a strange day today." Derek stayed silent, his expression darkening as tension filled the air. I couldn't shake the sense of impending doom. "Well... it must be a coincidence. Don't let it bother you," I said, trying to ease the moment.

he whispered, kissing my neck. He was still deep inside of me and we both had to wait until his dick returned to normal before he could pull out of me. It’s another reason why knotting is only used for your mate - you both have to stay locked together like this. Depending on the wolf, it can take hours, but it strengthens the bond. I could feel the thousand sparks dancing over my skin. “Let me see you,” he removes my top from my eyes and I wrap my arms around his neck. I kiss his lips tenderly as I feel my wolf purr, finally happy. We had been knotted.

Lamenting at how the thread would be too short to tie a knot after cutting off the wrong knot, Zen looked at his teacher for help. Chuckling, Annabel took the cloth from Zen and showed him a trick. “It happens to the best of us,” she consoled. “However, there’s an easy fix. You can use the method to re-knot the thread. However, make a bigger loop and hold your finger in the loop while the thread passes until the knot is formed in the right position.”