The magic and random mishmash of supernatural creatures in the background are clearly trimmings and not meant to distract our focus from Adrian's cock. It's not sexy if I'm torn between laughing and throwing up. It strained against my touch, sensitive with need, still so tight, practically preening. From the use of the pet name "sparrow" □ to the anthropomorphised clitoris. Hell, I've read worse plots than "nekkid vampire sex" for sure. I told myself I didn't mind that much at first. The fantasy politics and wishy-washy mythology feel like filler around the sex scenes. I truly thought King of Battle and Blood was a fantasy, likely with strong romantic elements. But I also knew that even if those last couple of chapters were AMAZING, it would not make a difference to how I feel about this whole book. I'm going to confess: I did not read the last 50-60 pages of this book.
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