Wrapped In His Arms Novels & Stories

But instead— He grabbed my wrist. And pulled me toward him. Then suddenly... His arms were already wrapped tightly around me. Shit.

His arms wrap around me, making it hard for me to move. Then,... He smirks, murmuring to my ear, “Good morning.”

His arms wrapped tighter around her. "Tonight," he murmured, "we just love."

I winced and frowned at the handsome face as it slowly stirred. His eyes were still closed but he was panting less heavily. He heard his name again and then he gave a nod. His arms slid down to circle my waist and I was pulled into his embrace. He wrapped his arms around my back, hugging me like a pillow, and I hugged him back. “You’re not… useless….” I swallowed and winced, and heard an exhale before a large, warm palm stroked the back of my head, combing my loose strands.

“So, we thought to make you show you how good you can feel with us.” I gasp as he wraps his arms around me, making me feel his big bulge against my ass. Oh, my Goddess.

He wrapped his right arm under her breasts making them jerk up a little, a gasp left her lips and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets when he cupped her core with his left hand and traveled his hand a little up to her stomach from downwards making her gown rise up to her thighs as he picked her up from there ever so effortlessly. Before she could process the humiliation and struggle out of it, she was already laying on her left side with him covering their bodies with a duvet. "What are y-" She tried to get up but he grabbed the side of her neck instead of her injured right arm and pushed her back on the pillow. He locked his legs with hers and completely attached her back with his n

His stubble is neatly trimmed today, and his dark hair is swept back as if he’s styled it for the first time. Those blue eyes simmer against mine with peaceful stillness. “Sorry,” he whispers. “Did I startle you?” My throat tenses. “I thought I was going to hit the ground.” “Never.” He drops his eye into a wink. “I’ve got you. Always.” For a moment, I forget his arm is wrapped around my back and the other under my legs. My hands grip his T-shirt tightly, and I eventually start to peel them away when I realize I’m safe and not about to break my back.

In his arms. THE END

He sniffs once, sharp and quiet, like he’s trying to swallow the whole storm down into his chest. I can’t hold back any longer. He’s unravelling right beside me, and every instinct screams at me to shield him, to take the weight before it crushes him completely. I shuffle closer, closing the space between us, and wrap my arms around his neck. His head bows into the curve of my shoulder without hesitation, and his massive arms come around my waist, pulling me into him like he’s drowning and I’m the air he needs.

And most especially, for Drew. She wrapped her arms around him and wept with him.