The world building in this is really fun, all the courts in the fae realm. Although, I can't decide if it is genius or too wilding to make the human heroine transported there readily accept the realm because it so closely matches a video game she was paid to play.
"Don't expect cuddles," she warned. "I hate cuddling, snuggling, canoodling, and everything in between."
"I would rather die," he replied with a shudder.
"Good." Right?
"Good," he echoed.
Minutes passed, neither of them moving. Outside, a great wind blustered and a shutter slammed.
Remembering how amazing she'd felt in his arms, she inched toward him. Not to cuddle, just to...touch. Connecting with another. At the last second, she thought better of it and rolled to her back. But the desire only magnified, until she tossed and turned, miserable.
When she could stand it no longer, she whispered, "Kaysar?" Was he still awake?
"Yes, Chantel?" The rough rumble caressed her ears.
"Try to survive this, okay?" She draped her body over his. He hissed in a breath as she rested her cheek over his heart. His racing heart. He wasn't immune to her nearness. She burrowed closer.
"Chantel?" he said, the tightness of his voice rousing dread.
Ugh. Was he about to order her to move?
"Do your best to endure this, all right?" He tentatively wrapped his arms around her, holding her close.
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