The Love Knot His Excellency's First Love Novels & Stories

Logan looked forward to their next date. Logan went to school the next day, with a radiating smile on her face. She was beginning to experience the feeling of first love. Logan found the first person she ever wants to be with. The first one she ever had feeling for. She looked forward to seeing him and wanted to spend time with him. As they danced the night away, she felt a connection, special bond, with him. Charlie is her soul mate. She knew there would always be a place for Charlie in her heart. It was love on the first date.

It was time for the ring. The priest handed the ring to Hector, and Skye held out her hand to him. “The Celtic love knot depicted on the ring,” he began telling her as he slid it onto her middle finger, looking into her eyes, “consists of two intertwined hearts, and symbolizes the love between two people. You have mine, Skye, and I wish with all my heart, that one day I will have yours." Her tongue tied, she didn't know what to say. His words touched her heart.

He seemed both sheepish and embarrassed. I wiggled my hips and felt it. "Are we locked together?" He nodded. "There's a knot in your dick?" He nodded again. "I'm sure you can break it," he said carefully, "but it would be pretty painful for me." "Uh, okay." There's never been a knot before. What was this all about? He read my expression. "The werewolf gets a knot when he makes love. I don't." He kissed my neck. "So let's just enjoy this time that we have, um, locked together."

"I want more. I don't only want the taste of her lips, I want the taste of her, every single bit of her bo..." "Shut the fuck up!!" Dominic growled and sent him another jaw breaking punch that got him coughing out blood. Killian laughed through the pain "Punch me all you want, Mr. Hartless. It doesn't change the fact that your wife's heart belongs to me. I am her first love, the only man her heart will continue loving." "Dominic, please stop! Don't listen to him. He's only trying to enrage you more. Please stop!"

He had difficulty breathing, as Daniyal and Ammar tried to wrap up his injury. "I-I-" he shushed me, by placing his finger on my lips. He took my hands in his, as he placed a kiss on my them, before dropping them, and looking straight up at me. "Hosake to mujhe ma'af kerdena. Khayal rakhna apna Noor. Or yaad rakhna Maine tumse jaan se barh ke muhabbat ki hai!" With that said, he took a deep breath before closing his eyes, a small smile on his face.

I try to get him off me because it hurts before it enters me and locking us in place together. He roars with his release, and I feel the knot pulse inside of me. I stay still as he places his forehead on mine and chuckles. “You are amazing, you know that? I love you, Asteria.” He wipes my tears and kisses my face. “Stay still. It will go down soon.” He says and I nod my head, not able to speak or move, afraid he will rip me in half. His knot is huge. I didn’t think he would knot me or if it was possible, but I was proven wrong.

“Can I ask a question?” “Shoot, Pop.” “When did you plan all this?” “I started planning after the first day I met Gianna and learned her story.” “You fell in love with her that quick?” “What?” Could it be he doesn’t even know? “Nothing. Why did you go to so much trouble?” “She reminded me of Ma.”

"It means you're willing to be bound, and to bind me in return." My heart hammered against my ribs as he took the tie back and, with deliberate slowness, looped it around his own neck. His long, skilled fingers fashioned a perfect Windsor knot, drawing the silk snug. Finally, he took the loose end and gave it a gentle tug, pulling me closer. A kiss, tender yet utterly inescapable, settled on my lips. "The gift is accepted," he breathed against my forehead, his gaze dark as midnight. "Now, it's mine--just like you are."

I just hit his nape so he would shut up. “She has been through some things in the USA. That explains her changes that you see now,” I heard Karlo say from the outside of the house when I was about to serve them tea. “Her first love died when Helen attempted her second attack after the engagement party. All her friends turned their backs when they believed she was the reason why her first love was killed.” First love? I never said Victor was my first love! Can’t he improve his storytelling? I liked Victor, but not to the point that I would consider him my first love!

My comes rolled constantly from the tug. "Fuck." He licked the new mark clean. I moaned, weak, spent, and happy. "Yes owned." The knot stayed huge for a long time, throbbing softly. Every move tugged me making after waves. "Yes." He kissed me slowly and deeply. I kissed back softly. "Love you mate." "Love you Alpha." The full knot sealed us primal and complete. I was his. Locked and bred. We stayed tied for hours. No escape. Only bond. After the knot softened, he pulled out slowly. Come leaked down my thighs, he wiped me gently with a cloth. He held me close.