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Forcibly Knotted by the Shifter: Mate

by Raissa Donovan

Forcibly Knotted by the Shifter - R. Phoenix
Part of the Forcibly Knotted by the Shifter series:
  • Forcibly Knotted by the Shifter: Mate
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When he decided to take a shortcut through the woods in the pouring rain, Trey had no way of knowing just what awaited him. Really, he should've taken the Uber. Then maybe he wouldn't have been... forcibly knotted by the shifter who calls him "mate." (Or maybe just wants to mate. It's a little complicated.) 13k word erotic short story.

Warnings include noncon, shifted sex, knotting, mpreg, watersports, and porn without any real plot.

Publisher: Independently Published
Pairings: M-M
Heat Level: 5
Romantic Content: 1
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Bisexual, Gay
Protagonist 1 Age: 18-25
Protagonist 2 Age: 18-25
Tropes: Biological Urge to Mate, Thrill of the Chase
Word Count: 13000
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Continuous / Same Characters

Claws flexed, the tips digging into his skin through his shirt and pants, and something solid and heavy pressed against his lower back. He didn’t know what it was. Was the creature disfigured and wrong-looking? 


The word reverberated through his brain, leaving him feeling hot and dazed for a moment as he tried to make sense of it. Why was he thinking that word? What the fuck was he thinking about a mate for? 


Whose? What the fuck? He was hearing things now, and that didn’t bode well for his sanity. Had Caitlyn’s infidelity messed with his mind that badly?


The creature started to move off of him, but Trey didn’t dare move. He was losing his ever-loving mind, obviously. Maybe the beast had just… tackled him for the hell of it, and it was going to leave him alone?

That made so much sense.



Of course it was reasonable to stay put, wasn’t it? At least he was on his stomach, and his throat wasn’t exposed. The thing could’ve started to tear into him, but it hadn’t. So that was a plus, right? 

The weight lifted from his back, and Trey sucked in a deep breath. His lungs had been constricted, making it difficult to breathe, and now he felt dizzy with relief and the sudden increase of oxygen.

The thing moved around to stand in front of him, and he identified it as some sort of wolf. It was huge, even with its fur slicked back from the rain, and it seemed to be just… looking at him.

Trey tried to stand up, but the wolf-thing took a menacing step forward, so he went still.


The voice in his head didn’t sound like the one that had told him not to fucking take the path through the woods when it looked like it was about to start raining, or the one that had told him he needed to just break up with Caitlyn before she broke his heart even more. No, this one was gravely and harsh, something he didn’t recognize.

If he didn’t know any better, he’d say the voice was another personality.

Or another person.

But that was ridiculous.

He lay there, squinting up at the wolf through the unrelenting rain. He was completely soaked, and muddy to boot. He’d have to strip down in the entryway when he got home to keep from messing up the rest of his apartment for sure. Hopefully, his roommate wouldn’t be home to see him in all his naked glory — ha. Like he’d look glorious with pruny fingers and a shriveled-up cock from the cold that was starting to set into his bones.

Slow. Up.

This was just getting weirder and weirder. 

But hell, why not? If the thing was going to attack, it was going to attack.


About the Author

Raissa Donovan is the pen name for M/M writer R. Phoenix. Raissa has recently ventured into writing dark (MM+)M/f romances.

As R. Phoenix, she writes anything from pretty pink fluff to dark noncon twincest. She prefers to write dark — the darker, the better — but sometimes her muse takes her to some pretty strange places. Her books are primarily available on Amazon, but the especially taboo works are only at Smashwords.