Damn the girl could talk a mile a minute. He could get use to just talking to her.
"Why would you ever want to be a slave?" Lucien asked. "I mean I don't treat Nate like a slave at all, but still. To be subjected to their every whim? To not having your own mind?" Even though he had let men use him in the past, but was different than being a slave. Really different. "I am glad that Emerson got you, I was the one that told him to get a new slave. He doesn't need to be lonely."
He looked at the tattoos. That was quite a lot of body art. "I prefer my art to be the kind that needs to be replied. So if you see Nate or I with marks on our bodies, don't be worried. Also if you hear screaming coming from our room, just walk the other way." he chuckled. He was not shy about his sexual life and he would not start for this girl.