Novel & Cerita Wrapped In His Arms

As my tears begin to fall, his arms wrap around me, his scent enveloping me. “I’m here, baby.”

I stepped into him and wrapped my arms around him. He caught me so quickly it was as if he had been waiting for the smallest permission. His arms closed around me, too tight at first, then tighter still, like some part of him could not obey gentleness when goodbye stood nearby. I pressed my face against his chest, feeling the hard warmth of the scales covering him like armour. For once, I did not feel small in a way that hurt. I felt held.

He wrapped her in his arms securely, before succumbing to blissful slumber. _________

"I love it." He wraps his arm around my waist and I lean into him, content.

A strong arm wrapped around my waist, and the body enveloped me possessively. "I will always be here." He whispered in my ears.

Hands wrapped around me into a hug, an unexpected warmth surrounding me, keeping me to want to be in his arms. The warmth…I like it.

He said, wrapping his arms around me tightly. I nodded, closing my eyes as I leant into him. I hoped so…

Instead, he wrapped her up in his arms, holding her so tight she almost couldn’t breathe. And god's help her, she never wanted him to let her go.

- He smiles, pecking my lips one last time before he brings me in between his legs, wrapping a comfort around us. My back to his chest, his arms wrapped around me, large enough to cover most of my upper body, almost totally enveloped in him as I'm curled tightly against him. It looked almost as if he was trying to protect me, shielding me with his arms, trying to hold and cover as much parts of me as possible. His arms felt heavier than usual, adding pressure and weight on top of me but it was a good type of pressure. The type that makes you realise that you aren't lonely and that someone is actually here.

He wrapped his thick, heavy arms entirely around my trembling body, tucking my head underneath his scarred jaw. I immediately slumped completely against him, hiding my face in the crook of his warm, thick neck. I was sore, exhausted, and entirely overwhelmed. My tears soaked quickly into his dark shirt, but I didn't care. I completely surrendered into his massive hold. He pulled the thermal shirt back down, covering my burning skin, and held me tightly against him. His large, rough hand came up, heavily stroking the back of my hair in a slow, steady, highly possessive rhythm.