Immediately, Nathaniel complies, his hands going above his head as the bombardment of sensation causes him to cry out again. The clasp's burn becomes more acute, and Nathaniel's head becomes that lightheaded fog of delight as he submits wholly to his vampire.

Perfection, he thinks. Asher was perfection, even when the vampire hadn't been physically so, and Nathaniel's opinion is cemented in that moment.