Danse macabre Book

I hate to say this, but I think I am done with this author.
I remember when she first started the series and there were monsters and plots all over the place.
The last book was 800 pages of sex, most of it repetitive acts of fellatio from the main female characters point of view. with 69 pages of plot. 899 pages of imaging you are going down on someone, only the men change.
This book was 482 pages of fellatio with no plot, and the people being fellated were talking about their goddamn insecurities the whole time.
I am not against fellatio at all. I am not again erotic writing. My first novel, unpublished, written while I was in college, was an erotic story about werewolves that had so much sexual content it grew into a full novel.
But I would not try to pass it off as fantasy, and I have been very honest about the fact that my published novel is fantasy-erotica.
Something that is 800 pages of sucking dick, is what I could buy at a pornography shop for two bucks, and in fact I have bought books like that. Taming Katie (hahahah) and Hell's Bitch come to mind.
I guess what I am trying to say is that Laurell K. Hamilton wither needs to find some personal satisfaction or start writing in another genre and stop wasting my time.
And as a very small side note and maybe its something I am over sensitive about, though she expresses extreme tolerances of bisexuality in the men in her books, and I mean extreme, very homo erotic. She has never had a female character who's reaction to being with other women isn't nauseating. I think its bad form not to at least imagine both sides. After all it's one of your characters not yourself if you don't swing that way. As a bi-sexual woman, its a huge turn off to read a book where you get the feeling the author would throw up on you if she met you, and not feel bad about it.
I am very disappointed in this book. Why does every female writer I like go nuts. It's like watching the Anne Rice down fall over again, only over more books.