hold me tight or dont ;

Lucas clever as the devil and twice as pretty Oh, obviously he let her. As if he was going to miss that opportunity after already sampling just what Rexanna was made of. So what if he couldn't feel and react as he had done in the room at Lily's boudoir - he could still remember well enough. "There's nothing quite like it, it's true," he drawled as she spoke about the sight of blood on one's fingers, orienting himself to look at her properly, a mix of curiosity and anticipation on his face. Power? A cliche to be sure, but one that Lucas understood very well indeed. "Well the darkness is very happy to have you, I am sure," he said. "But why invite me here?"