Wrapped In Your Arms Novels & Stories

When I felt his arms wrapping around me, and crushing me to his chest, a strong sense of pride washed over me. Yeah, look all you want. He is mine. Mine, mine, mine! Y’all need to fuck off like skrrr.

“Maybe I just want you all to stop fighting and focus on me instead.” Dane wrapped an arm around my waist, pressing a kiss to my shoulder. “That’s not possible. You’re stubborn.” Laughter rumbled from all three of them, filling the space with a warmth that wrapped around me like a comforting embrace. Before I could even process what was happening, I was swept up, strong arms lifting me effortlessly, hands trailing over my skin, teasing touches that sent shivers racing down my spine.

His arms instantly snaked around me. “Hey, it’s alright. I am here.” He whispered and pasted me on his chest. I hated to admit this but the warmth and protection I felt in his arms, it was unexplainable. My own hands wrapped around his waist involuntarily.

He wrapped his arms around me, holding me tightly as I cried, his hand stroking my hair, his touch soothing. In his embrace, I felt a flicker of something I hadn’t felt in a long time—hope. Jaxon held me close, his arms wrapped around me like a shield against the storm raging inside me. His warmth seeped into my skin, softening the ache in my chest with every gentle stroke of his hand through my hair. “It’s okay,” he whispered, his lips brushing the crown of my head. “Let it all out, Amara. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere.”

“The one who stands by your side… that won’t ever be me.” Something broke inside me at his words. Before I could stop myself, I wrapped my arms around him, pulling him close, seeking comfort in the steady, reassuring warmth of his embrace. “You’re the best Alpha in the world,” I whispered, my voice muffled against his chest. “You’re more than anyone I could ever ask for. And… I admire you. So much.” He held me gently, his arms strong and protective around me, and for a moment, everything else faded. The pain, the fear, the threats—none of it mattered. In his arms, I felt safe, like I could face anything.

Trapped: She felt warm, she curled into the warm wrapping around her like a safety blanket. Safe…she had not felt safe in so long. This warmth shielded her and held a promise of protection like she had never felt before. She pressed into it, needing to be as close as possible to it. She felt it wrap around her, it was strong and solid. The warmth that was encasing her let out a deep sigh. Alice froze. The warmth was moving , it pulled her tighter to it. Alice slowly opened her eyes. Her back was pressed into something hard and it was digging into her back. She slowly opened her eyes trying to not move too much. Massive arms encased her, pinning her against his chest. She nearly jumped away.

His massive form slumps to his knees. Without hesitation, I wrap my arms around his neck, hugging him tight. “I’m here for you,” I whisper, my voice trembling. The light from the wrist erupts again, so blinding that the entire room turns to white. I just hold onto him tightly, refusing to let go until the dark fur melts away beneath my palms, and I feel a pair of strong, familiar arms wrap firmly around my waist. “Mine.” That Single, deeply possessive whisper is the last thing I hear before submitting to the darkness that begins to consume me.

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 was surely going to ruin me for the others. I kissed him back, letting his tongue lead mine in a steady rhythm. My hands instinctively flew to grab the taut muscles of his arms when he deepened the kiss, kissing me like he would never have the chance to do it again because he actually won’t. I dug my nails into his arms. Right now, it was the only thing preventing me from running my hands all over his body as I accepted the brutal force of his kiss. I didn’t want to look desperate as I felt. He was a stranger after all. My heart pounded in my chest and heat rushed through my body as his taste made my insides melt. He tasted like Hennessey and mint and I moaned into his mouth, savouring it

Her hands splay across his broad back and it is the most natural feeling in the world for him to lift his arms and wrap them around her as well. “I am so glad that you are okay.”