Wrapped In Your Arms Novels & Stories

His arms tightened around my waist, pulling me flush against his heavy chest, locking me against his body like I was the most precious thing in the entire world. The bond under my skin didn't roar with violence; it hummed like a low, sweet melody, spreading warmth from my neck all the way down to my toes. I pulled my arms tighter around his broad shoulders, my fingers digging into his back, kissing him back with everything I had, all my fear, all my hope, and all the quiet love I had been trying to hide behind my armor for weeks.

When I throw my arms around his neck, he wedges his own arms around my waist. "It's so good to see you like this" I say tearfully. "You too, you too."

My chest squeezes tightly and I wrap my arms around his broad, sturdy shoulders. “That’s okay,” I responded. “You will understand eventually.”

His arms wrapped around me, and I was pulled into his chest. My body was flooded with warmth. There was no better place to be than here.

AVA I woke up to the warmth of Cane's body wrapped around mine, his arms holding me close in a gentle yet possessive grip. The sunlight shone softly into the room, casting a golden glow over everything, and for a moment, everything felt calm and perfect. I didn't want to move, didn't want to break the spell of this peaceful moment. Being wrapped in Cane's arms made me feel safe and loved, like nothing could ever touch me as long as he was by my side.

In my mind, he was nothing more than a contemptible dickhead. Yet in this very moment, it defies that thought. The warmth of Justin's embrace enveloped me, a comforting shield against the uncertainties of the world. In his strong arms, I found solace and reassurance—a tangible reminder that I was protected and cherished. The way he held me close spoke volumes, whispering secrets of security and safety that only our hearts could understand. As Justin's arms envelop me, a strange sensation stirs within. It's as if an invisible force within me yearns to forge a deeper connection with him.

She's standing there, a mix of relief and sadness on her face, her arms wrapped around herself as if seeking comfort. God, I'd give anything to wrap my arms around her right now.

His arms wrapped around me, holding me close as I trembled with fear. "Shh, it's okay," he whispered, his warm breath soothing my ear. "I've got you."

I open my arms in silent invitation and she rushes forward immediately, all but throwing herself against me. I wrap her in my embrace, burying my face in the crook of her neck to breathe deep of her familiar scent. My wolf rumbles contentedly, soothed by the feel of her in my arms once more. "I've got you," I whisper, hands running over her back and sides, relearning every curve. She trembles at my touch, a whimper caught in her throat that tears another shred from my battered heart.

I feel myself breaking, let go as he wraps his arms around me pulling me into him. I wrap my arms around him holding on tight. Holding on to somebody who actually cares about me. Something I always dreamed of, but never thought would actually happen. I cry my heart out in his arms.