Wrapped In Your Arms Novels & Stories

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.

“It’s okay. We’re safe. You’re safe.” She shifts back a moment later, curling into a ball on the cold ground, half naked and shaking. Her breath comes out in ragged sobs, tears streaming down her face. I don’t hesitate. I gather her in my arms, pulling her against my chest, wrapping myself around her. She clings to me, her fingers digging into my skin like I’m the only solid thing in a world that’s tilted sideways. “I’ve got you,” I murmur into her hair, over and over. “I’ve got you, little wolf. You’re safe now. I’m here.”

“And you’re mine.” He stays inside me, softening slowly, our mingled mess cooling between my thighs. I wrap my arms around him and breathe him in....sweat, sex and me.

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.

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.

His arms wrapped around me like a shield, his chest rising and falling with deep, steady breaths. “I love you so much, Lila,” he whispered, his words sounding so sincere. “You don’t know how long I’ve waited to hear you say this,” I choked out, clutching onto him like he was my lifeline. His arms tightened around me, as if he was afraid, I would disappear if he let go. His breath was warm against my hair, his heartbeat strong and steady beneath my cheek. I clung to him, my fingers curling into his shirt, afraid that if I loosened my grip even slightly, this moment would slip away like a dream.

"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 hug him. 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.”

Sealing the night with a kiss on my forehead we both slept in each others arms. His heart beats were my lullaby putting me to deep sleep. Wish I stay in his arm forever. *****

His strong arms enveloped me, creating a secure cocoon that shielded me from the complexities of the outside world. With an effortless grace, he effortlessly scooped me up, cradling me in his arms. My legs naturally found their place, encircling his waist like a child seeking refuge in the arms of a parent. The once-familiar sensation of being carried, elevated above the ground, brought forth a rush of nostalgia and a surge of affection.In that moment, I felt an indescribable sense of belonging, as if every worry and uncertainty had dissipated into the ether. The familiarity of his touch, the contour of his hug, resonated with a profound comfort that echoed through the deepest recesses of my