Wrapped Around Your Finger Meaning Novels & Stories

“Again tomorrow. Better impress me” Another fleeting glance towards Alaric, and my heart skips. His presence lingers where he held my wrist. I feel a pulsating heat there. Around us, a force that threads through the room, binds us in silent competition and observation. I am sure I am not the only one feeling the crushing weight of defeat. I am aware of the thrill, of the possibility, of the dangerous allure beneath his calm exterior. But I’ll be dawned if I accept that Alaric got under my control.

Since when did my free soul become his pack property? Subconsciously, my muscles try to pull my wrist away from his tight grasp. However, his giant fingers only tighten their heavy grip on my hand, like his inner wolf is completely afraid my legs will run away into the forest from him.

I stare at my reflection while waiting. Who are you now? I don't know. Certainly not Marco’s stepdaughter. Not Tristan’s wife. Not anyone important. I'm just…me. My gaze falls once again on the wedding ring. I twist, nothing. I apply soap and twist again—still nothing. It won't come off no matter how hard I try. My swollen finger has trapped it in place. Frustration crashes over me. “No.” There has to be a way. I pull harder, and pain shoots through my knuckles. Still, the ring remains. Like a chain pulling me from letting go. Like him.

“Lange you are burning up. We need to breathe or something.” He laughed. It was a broken weak sound. That laugh went straight to my balls. It made me harder. “Breathing is overrated. Touch me more. Here.” He took my wrist. He pushed my hand under his shirt. He put it right against his ribs. The fabric there was very tight. Too tight. It felt like he was wearing something hard under his clothes. Like some kind of painful wrap. I stopped moving. My fingers touched something firm and flat. It was wrapped so tight it felt like armor. “What the hell is this?”

He really has my whole heart and I can't imagine a world without him now. I felt a pull and an utter darkness surround us as the shadows wrapped around Kiran and I. I wasn't controlling them, but I knew they weren't going to hurt us. I watched as they slithered down from us and wrapped around my wrist connecting up to my ring finger. It did the same to Kiran's wrist and finger as well. I felt so cold where the shadow wrapped that it felt like it was almost burning. A few seconds later the shadow receded showing a black inked bangle that met with the black ink around my ring finger through a line. Kiran held the same black mark. We looked at it confused, turning our hands to further inspect i

He slides his warm palm against mine, then laces our fingers together. "What are you doing?" I ask, looking up at him. "What is this?" "I believe this is called hand-holding. People do it when they are fond of another person." He smiles, his eyes flaring with amusement. "Or when they want to piss off someone's mother." "And which one is this?" "A bit of both."

I freeze at the implication when he dips his head even lower. “Get your wrist free, Devlin.” The way he speaks my name is anything but nice. Of course, my wrist. Because why would this random new guard risk it all for someone he just met? No, this could be the ultimate trap, and I for one, like my face left just the way my momma birthed it, thanks. I pull my wrist harder, only with every pull it traps my wrist more. What kind of finger trap-

he said in a whisper. "No other woman has ever managed to wrap me around their finger like this, and yet I can't think of wanting you in any other way." I frowned as I watched the realization cover his face, his words pulsed through me like a promise, the danger of them catching like fire in the cracks of my skin. "I highly doubt that I have you wrapped around my finger.” He shook his head like I'd read him the wrong way. "I don't think you understand, I don't think you could ever understand the way I'm getting addicted to you, it’s like___." He gave up explaining.

While my inner contemplations made me a bit puzzled from inside, I was startled when Zeus suddenly reached to my handcuffed arm and unleashed me just with a single click of the button! I was very startled to realize all this time I was tied by a mechanical lock, which I could’ve easily escaped from if I had acted wisely and pressed the small button in between the two cuffs. But after endlessly panicking until now, I felt a little flustered to realize all this time, that I must’ve really looked like a dork to him, I couldn’t bear to lift my gaze up and look at him. But his cold mysterious voice flinched me instead, “Do you have any hunch, what does the red burnt circle mark around your left w

giant and soft, hard and warm. Her finger got touched to the ring he was wearing on his index finger, it was like he was wearing a stone. The environment just getting hot, as she touched and touched him, his grip tightened, making the exact feeling, their hands inter wined, fingers to fingers.. the hands of both of them hot. "Y-You.." she managed to speak, her voice deep and low, as if she's been waiting for him as if the true meaning of her life was to find him as if now she is complete with him.