Fated to the Phantom (Sombra Demons, #4)

by Sarah Spade

Of course, that means I have to give him a little help. Reaching between our bodies, I start rubbing my clit furiously so that, when Sammael finally bucks up into me, roaring his release, I’m right there with him. I start panting his name, clutching whatever part of his big body as I can, clinging to him as though part of me thinks he’ll vanish like the rest of my dreams do… until a bond snaps into place between us, tying me to Sammael in a way I recognize instinctively. Because he was right, wasn’t he? I’m his one true mate—but he’s mine.

Idk what happened here.. but.. This was so odd. A "mating" that was the most lack luster scene I've ever read. It seemed like all she could do was recall other dicks she's experienced and then is kinda like "meh..yeah..that sex thing...guess ill muster through and try not to be bored. Oh yeah, I guess I'll rub my clit..get this over with". Im honestly horrified and I feel terrible for Samm. He's never done this before, and you didn't make it good for him or explain anything or how yall could please each other. This whole book is a snore fest tbh. Disappointing as I enjoyed the other books no problem.

I’m already thinking about how shower sex will blow my up-until-recently virgin’s mind—but

Here we go again with the comparisons...like stop.