Wrapped In His Arms Novels & Stories

By the time he's done, I find myself leaning back against him. Reymond wraps his arms around me, engulfing me like a warm cocoon. His head rests on my shoulder with his nose nuzzling my neck. A gesture I started to enjoy over time. It gave me a glance at who Reymond Wilson is. There is nothing that screams possessiveness more than a man that wraps his whole body around his woman. And Reymond was showing me his possessive side on every given occasion.

She threw herself into his arms. Julian did not flinch. He did not step back. His massive arms came up instantly, wrapping around her waist and lifting her clear off the ground. He buried his face into the crook of her neck, his broad shoulders shifting as he squeezed her against his chest in front of the entire terminal. My chest went completely hollow.

He opened up his arms as he watched me dash forward, before I jumped up and threw myself onto him. I wrapped my arms around his neck as tightly as I could whilst gripping my legs around his waist. He flung his arms firmly around my back, squeezing me enough to almost stop my air supply, but I didn’t care. He was okay and he was here in my arms, he could suffocate me all he wanted. He span me round in the air as his grip fell more secure. I couldn’t do anything but bury my head in his neck, as I inhaled the sweet vanilla scent I loved so much.

Looking into his eyes, they were filled with a mixture of pain and conflict, he looked at a loss for words. “Let go” I said, realizing his hands were still on me, but he didn’t move his hand one bit. “I said let go Zane” I repeated myself, and began pounding my fists on his body, but it was a futile attempt since he was far stronger than me. Suddenly he pulled me into his embrace, and the familiar scent of sandalwood and tobacco enveloped me. The scent that once used to be my comfort in every problem. I hadn’t even realized tears were rolling down my face, as he tapped my back slowly.

And I, wrapped in his arms, his scent on my skin and his breath still pulsing between my thighs, smile. Because this time… I’m not letting go either

His arms instantly snaked around me. “Hey, it’s alright. I am here.” He whispered and pasted me on his chest. I hated to admit this but the warmth and protection I felt in his arms, it was unexplainable. My own hands wrapped around his waist involuntarily.

"Hard and fast. And I can't wait to see where this leads us." Liam wrapped his arms tightly around me, his chest rising and falling against my back. The warmth of him, the way his skin pressed against mine, made me feel safe. Like nothing bad could touch me here. Then, without saying a word, he bent a little and scooped me up into his arms.

Didn’t push. He simply wrapped his arm around me, holding me close. And just like that, the night faded away, and I drifted into sleep, safe in his arms.

He wraps his arms around me, gently stroking my hair. “Hey, hey…it’s going to be okay,” he murmurs. I close my eyes, letting myself sink into his embrace, wishing, hoping, that somehow, he’s right.

" I stopped in my tracks. And I faced him. He wrapped his arms around me and sank into his embrace. "She'll fine trust me" he said firmly.