Taking The Knot Novels & Stories

Maeve's POV Older omegas were nothing but lies. They spoke about knots like they were just things that locked you and your alpha together so he could knock you up. They were always so prudish about it, and God, I wished they’d told us the truth. I'd felt Declan shoot his seed inside me, and it had triggered a series of mini orgasms in my pussy, but when his knot locked us together, it was like I was on drugs.

“Come for me, sweetheart. Let me feel it.” I shatter, pussy clamping down, milking him. He groans, then slams deep. I feel it—the base of his cock swelling, the knot forming, locking us together. He roars, hips jerking as he comes, flooding me with heat. Pulse after pulse, until I’m overflowing, his cum leaking around the knot, down my ass. The knot finally slips free with a wet sound, his cum gushing out of me in a hot rush. I’m still trembling, thighs shaking, when Richard flips me onto my stomach like I weigh nothing.

I deadpanned. “Yes, and I’m sure Miss Loveson would appreciate the... visual clarity a video demonstration provides.” “Knotting is done between bonded pairs, or those with ruts and heats. It’s to seed the man’s essence and increase the chances of pregnancy.” “That’s all true,” Rowan smirked. “But it’s more than just biology. It’s primal. Raw. Intense. I’m telling you—when you’re knotted, it’s like nothing else exists. You feel everything. The stretch, the pressure, the heat. It’s addictive.”

It got more distinct and less muzzled as they neared towards the park's center. Jesse led K to the vast, rectangular grass grounds, which were surrounded by steel barricades. "Let's crash a concert." He wheedled, jumping over the barricades. He held up both of his arms to K and helped her cross to the grassy side. Jesse held onto her small waist as he pulled K up, his hands slid to her ribcage and accidentally touched her boob. She wasn't wearing a bra. Holy fuck.

" I stood on my balcony looking toward the elevated highway. Traffic flowed like a glowing river without a visible destination. My father's recovery was progressing well, and he could eat without assistance again. I returned to work, recovered the performance pay I had lost during my suspension, and was promoted to supervisor at the end of the year. I renovated the house again and installed a fingerprint lock on the primary bedroom. A new pothos stood in the living room, its leaves bright green. Natalie asked, "Not planning to meet someone new?" I shook my head. "I want to get my own life in order first. "After that, we'll see." A breeze entered through the window, and the pothos leaves move

The pressure built again, unbearable. “Give me your knot,” I begged, voice cracking. “Please—I need to feel full.” Lorenzo’s control snapped. He slammed forward, forcing the thick knot past my tight ring of muscle. It popped inside with a wet sound, locking us together. The sudden fullness pushed me over the edge again. I came hard, screaming his name as my pussy spasmed violently around him. He roared, hips jerking as he flooded me with hot, thick ropes of cum. The knot pulsed, sealing everything inside, pressing relentlessly against my g-spot and keeping the pleasure rolling through me in endless waves.

“Help me over. We can untie each other. I couldn’t before— she was out cold.” Pain flared along my ribs; each movement felt heavy and leaden. But the sight of Ronan so close—his breath warm on my toes as he bent to chew at the rope knot—stirred something that had nothing to do with reason. He worked at the knot with his teeth and fingers, a low groan escaping him. When at last the rope loosened, he looked up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and gave me a small, shaky smile. “Done.”

Lily nodded sceptically, she guessed they would but wasn't too sure. "Well...?" She pressed when they didn't say anything else after that. " We've decided to take it a step further and tie the knot, 2 weeks after your sister's wedding."

A guy who he had recently recruited asks, and Arnold Knot's rage reaches the roof. "I can't loose her, she is the only shot I have. If I loose her, then I loose everything." Arnold Knot says, his eyes glistening with madness. Even Loreen herself is disgusted for a moment. His statement makes Teil more curious than disgusted about his reasons for buying River.

He landed right on the spot next to the branch that held the trap, the force shaking the tree and sending the net trap trembling in the process. I let out a curse as I held on for dear life. “Hang on tight, sunshine.” His voice was gruff as he reached for me. “I’m going to loosen the knot a bit, and when I do, you’re going to cling onto me tight. Think you can do that?” His eyes held mine as he spoke, making sure I was listening to him. I nodded, my heart flipping, words I wanted to say somewhere stuck in my throat. He started working, his eyes glancing between the spot where he had to unknot and me, as if checking to see if I was okay.