Bridal Style Carrying Novels & Stories

I chipped with grins all over my face as Jake nodded, trying to hold his laughter. "Go help my brother." Jaden added with a chuckle, and instead of Joy to stand, she lay on the couch with folded hands. "I am tired of walking." She whined with smiles, pouting her lips. "Carry me like you will on our wedding day." "Yayyy" I and Jaden began to clap as Jake carried her in his arms in a bridal style, her arms around his neck, blushing. "I can't get enough of you." He whispered to her, and she covered her face immediately. "Stop flattering me before I burst!"

Liora requested. "Sure, let's go," Zero agreed, guiding Liora. "I can't walk anymore. Can you carry me, please?" Liora pleaded. "Okay, come here. I'll give you a piggyback ride," Zero instructed. "No, I want to be carried in a bridal style. It hurts my legs when I'm carried on your back," Liora requested. "Alright, let's go," Zero immediately complied with Liora's request.

Laura Sterling Aaron didn’t say anything more about my confession. He simply bent down, slid one arm under my knees and the other behind my back, and lifted me effortlessly into a bridal carry. His movements were careful, like he was handling something fragile that might break. I didn’t fight him this time. My body was too tired, and honestly, I didn’t want to be alone right now. He carried me through the hallway toward the kitchen. I kept my arms around his neck, my cheek resting against his shoulder.

I am taking it, sliding the card into the lock mechanism with a soft, satisfying beep, and pushing the door open wider to let us both through. As we cross the threshold, she is stumbling more noticeably, her balance completely gone as the full effects of the wine catch up with her. Without a second thought, I am adjusting my grip, sliding one arm under her knees and the other around her back, lifting her smoothly into a bridal carry. She is lighter than she looks, warm and surprisingly trusting in my arms, her head lolling against my chest as her hair spills over my shoulder. Her body is molding to mine in all the wrong…and right….ways, her breasts pressing softly against my chest, her hips

He carried me bridal style which was a custom in this pack and carried me to our room I blushed as we could still hear whistles and claps behind us I was lucky to find a mate like my Jake...

When we get there, I lift Rose up into a bridal style carry. “I want us to have a private introduction, so I won’t do it at the packhouse. I noticed you limping earlier, so I’ll carry you through the woods to the spot I have in mind.” I tell her at her questioning look. She quickly kisses my cheek and then settles her own cheek onto my chest.

He nods. I watch Judith move through the sea of Lycan's in her golden dress and sewn-on pearls. That matches our necklaces almost precisely. "Onyx?” "Yes?” "Do I need a maid of honor?” "Normally, yes.” "Is it ok to ask the queen?” "I don't see why not.” "I will have Judith, Clara, and Nava if that is ok with you?” "As long as Lobo can be a part of the wedding, I will agree to anything else.” "Ring bearer?” "You would be ok with that?” "Of course, I would. Our littles will also be in the wedding. Instead of our wedding party carrying flowers, they will carry babies. Judith will have a baby, Nava will have her baby, Lobo, our two. Everyone will have one to hold." I smile happily, thinking abou

He waited until I nodded that I was done before slipping his arms under me and lifting me off the floor like I weighed nothing. Bridal style. That part always made me blush, no matter how miserable I was. “You didn’t have to carry me,” I muttered, resting my head on his chest. “Of course I did,” he replied, and there was a smirk in his voice. “I wasn’t going to let the love of my life crawl back to bed.”

“And this...” The elevator dings, announcing our floor. “Bedroom,” I gasp. “Now.” He sweeps me into his arms... like I actually weigh nothing...and carries me down the hallway to our suite. “Dante, you don’t have to...” “It’s tradition. Carrying the bride over the threshold.” He kicks open the door. “I’m following at least one tradition today.” The suite is enormous, with a living area, dining room, and a bedroom that’s been decorated with rose petals and candles.

He assured her as she saw meaning in what he just said. "Yeah, you might be right" she said with a smile escaping her lips. "Would you follow me to Owen's? I need to know about__" she stopped and looked at her stomach and he quickly understood. "How about I carry you there?" He questioned and she furrowed her brows. And before she knew it, he swept her off her feet, carrying her bridal style. "Oh my goodness! What are you doing?" She questioned as he carefully carried her away while he chuckled.