Accidental Eroticism!

Right, I have a confession to make and I swear, it was a complete accident in the first instance!
A few weeks ago I was back up north in the home town and visited the book shop I spent many happy hours in as a child and teenager, only to find it was closing down. Gutted! Therefore, I felt I had to buy at least one more book from there as, chances are, it would be gone before I could get in another visit.
So I started perusing the shelves and found some books on offer, two for £5. I picked up one and found it was about some people called Carpathians.
Now, although the storyline didn't sound great, my family is half Ukrainian and some of them live in the Carpathian mountains so I figured it was as good a book as any. There was another one there from the same series so I got that one too.
What I wasn't prepared for and what was most definitely not made clear on the cover text was that the damn things are practically erotic fiction!
I realised this about a third of the way into the first book but by then it was too late.
Now, I'm not a prudish girl, not in the slightest (ask Da Boy, if you don't believe me!) but I'm really not a fan of reading about "the way he filled her so completely"! It's just not my thing!
But, worryingly, despite the crap storyline and incredibly detailed sex scenes, I had found myself inadvertently giving a sh*t about the characters and what happened to them.
So I finished the first book and read the other one, with lots of different characters all being mentioned in passing as you went along.
The problem now is that I am so desperate to find out if some of the other blokes referred to in the ones I have read ever found their 'lifemates', I am going to have to buy the rest of the series!