Wrapped In Your Arms Novels & Stories

He wrapped his arm around me. My body tensed at the unexpected contact, but his warmth felt like an invisible blanket, shielding me from the chaos. My breathing grew heavier but slower. Slower still. It felt so foolish to think someone could calm you like that, but it was real. I felt so protected in his presence that I started to drift. I felt safe again, even though the one holding me was chaos personified.

He was caught off guard, but he wrapped his arms around me all the same. I whispered, “Thank you.”

I struggle, but my efforts prove futile as he pulls me closer, his arms enveloping me in a tight embrace. Frozen in place, I dare not move, my body stiff with uncertainty. Yet, as his warmth envelops me and the familiar feeling of his arms around me washes over me, a sense of solace and security begins to permeate my being. Gradually, I relax into his embrace, allowing myself to find comfort in this tender closeness.

I whisper. He pulls me into a tight hug, wrapping his huge arms around me. And I stay in his arms in a peaceful silence.

He wrapped his strong arms around my back and waist, holding me tightly against him like I was his personal blanket. He started moving slow, deep, rolling thrusts from below while keeping me completely wrapped in his arms. Every thrust was intimate and possessive, his cock sliding in and out of me in a lazy but powerful rhythm. My breasts were pressed against his chest, my legs draped over his sides as he fucked me like this, slow, sensual, and completely enveloping. “Feel that?” he whispered against my ear, his voice low and rough. “This is how I want you. Close. Wrapped around me. Taking every inch while the world keeps moving outside.”

Her arm wrapped through his as she pushes herself against him. Something inside of me breaks. “Fuck yeah.”

Right through her soul. He walked closer to her slowly and pulled her closer to him, wrapped her in a warm swaddle of his chest and arms. She did not want to leave. He stroked her long blond hair and pulled him closer into his chest. His embrace was warm, and his big, strong arms seemed very protective when wrapped around her frail body. It felt as if when she was in his arms all her pain went away - mental and physical, mostly the depressing pain. If she could only stay in his arms forever, safe from the world's harmful people.

I say while wrapping my arms around the both of them. "Yes, we'll protect you from him Mommy!" I hope so.

"But why now, today? Why not ease into it? This is a bit extreme, even for you Eros?" Both sets of tawny brown eyes were focused on him now, noting his discomfort, and he thought he saw a softening in them as they held out their arms to give him a hug. Gratefully he stepped into the comfort of his cousin's embrace, and as Harmonia grabbed him tightly she stood on tiptoe to reach his ear, where she whispered: "Sorry it's for the best, happy birthday!" Before they both shoved him over the edge.

It hurt so much. I sat slumped on my bed, burying my face in my palms as I sobbed, the sound muffled by my hands. The mattress dipped beside me. A second later, strong, warm arms wrapped around my shaking shoulders. Kael patted my shoulder, his touch firm but surprisingly gentle for a man that strong. “Let me help you, Ayla,” he whispered near my ear. “How?” I sniffled, my voice cracked.. “Just give me the go ahead, Ayla. Let me handle them.”