Taking The Knot Novels & Stories

I wasn‘t sure what to expect from this position, but when he started to thrust over and over, I knew why he wanted this. The fullness was more intense than before, and something strange started happening inside me. A swelling. It caused a cry to leave my lips as I tried to pull away from him. However, his hand wrapped around my waist and pulled me close, holding me in place as he continued to slam himself inside me. It was a KNOT! He was knotting me! The pain was unreal. To knot was always painful, from what I had heard, but to knot an Alpha…

"You're opening up easily. That's good. Means you'll be able to take an Alpha's knot without much prep." "How big is a knot?" "Mine? At full inflation, about three inches in diameter. Bigger than my cock. It'll stretch you wide, lock inside you, keep my cum trapped deep so it can breed you properly." Kai's cock pulsed at the description, and Daemon chuckled. "You like that idea. Your body wants it. Wants to be stretched and filled and knotted." He added a third finger, and Kai whimpered. "That's a lot..." "This is less than my knot. And you're taking it well. Such a good omega. Made for breeding." He crooked his fingers, found that spot inside, and Kai's back arched.

God, I should have fucking listened. “I can't pull out, Rosette,” Kross whispered, his voice breaking. My eyes shot open, my hands grabbing his biceps, and my nails digging into them. “What the fuck do you mean you can't pull out? Answer me!” He looked into my eyes but I looked away. I couldn't bear to look at him. Not now. “I knotted in you,” he admitted softly. “I'm tied to you right now. The knot won't go down for twenty minutes. I'm locked in you.”

She smiles and nods. “Thanks.” He follows her to the point under the rope and remains underneath her as she climbs up to the point where she needs to tie the knot. She starts the knot with one hand, gripping one end in her teeth. Then grunts when it doesn’t want to tighten properly. She climbs up a bit further, wrapping the top rope around her leg to keep her in place. She then rotates so she’s head down and her hands are free.

"Yes full." He started with slow thrusts. Long deep pulls out then back in. Each thrust pressed the knot harder against my opening. "Yes." He kept the pace steady and slow. The knot swelled bigger stretching me more. "Oh god." He leaned down closer. His chest touched mine. He kissed my neck. "Going to knot you now." "Yes please." He thrust deeper and ground at the end. The knot pushed past my entrance slowly, and it popped full, locking us together. "Fuck."

I take a sip, feeling the hot drink go down my throat. “I thought it was very chic.” “The family has a property there.” Dom says, focused, trying to tie the knot deftly, but his fingers seem to get tangled with every movement. He throws the tie over his shoulder, pulling the ends from side to side, but the knot doesn't take shape as he would like. Clearly nervous about the subject.

I roared. I shoved myself as deep into her womb as physically possible, and with a guttural growl, the base of my cock expanded rapidly. The fist-sized Alpha knot popped into place, locking us tightly together. Cathy gasped loudly as her walls were expanded by the seal, trapping me inside her. "Oh goddess! It's so full!" she wept softly, her body quivering beneath mine.

Jace’s slick coated Kade’s cock, making everything slippery and loud. The knot at the base started to swell. It caught on Jace’s rim with every stroke, stretching him wider. “You feel that?” Kade panted. “My knot wants in. Wants to lock inside your rival hole and pump you full.” Jace’s claws dug into the tree. “Do it. Knot me, you bastard.” Kade snarled and shoved forward. The thick knot popped past Jace’s rim and swelled huge inside him. Jace came instantly, shouting as his cock shot ropes of cum against the tree trunk. His hole clenched tight around the knot, milking it.

"See? Loose enough to grow. Tight enough to support." "Riveting tutorial." "Some things need room to breathe." Her thumb traces the tie I've botched. "You don't have to hold them too tight." Her eyes lift. Heat climbs my neck. "Profound observation." "One of my many talents." She takes the twine from my hands—deliberate contact, fingers lingering. Demonstrates the knot with exaggerated precision. "You'd better start taking notes." "You're hilarious before coffee." "Coffee's the only thing standing between you and world chaos." She sits back, and dirt smudges her knees. She rocks back on her heels.

His voice was filled with hatred, but buried deep within, there was a hint of unease. He was truly stubborn. He had seen my corpse with his own eyes, yet he still refused to believe I was dead. He took Susan to identify my body. When he saw the knot he had tied on my wrist, he scoffed. "This is the knot Emily taught me. Look at how ugly it is. Of course she tied it herself. There's no way she's dead." Shawn yanked at the knot, his bloodshot eyes filled with desperation. Susan stepped forward and hugged him.