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I gently tug her off my cock, pulling her up for another kiss. In one smooth motion, I flip us over so she's beneath me again.

"Ready for me, Little Flower?" I murmur, positioning myself at her entrance.

Willow nods eagerly, wrapping her legs around my waist. "Please, Ezra. I need you inside me."

I slide home with a groan of pleasure, pausing for a moment to savor the feeling of being joined with her like this. Then I start to move, setting a steady rhythm that has us both panting.

"God, you feel so good," I growl, picking up the pace. "So tight and wet for me."

Willow meets me thrust for thrust, her nails clawing against my back.

"Ezra," she moans. "Oh god, don't stop."

I can feel Willow getting close again, her inner walls starting to flutter around me. I slide a hand between us, rubbing tight circles on her clit.

"Come for me, Little Flower," I urge her. "Let me feel you."

With a cry of pleasure, Willow comes undone beneath me. The sight and feel of her orgasm triggers my own release. I groan her name as I spill inside her, holding her tight against me.

We lay tangled together afterward, both of us breathing heavily. I press gentle kisses to Willow's face and neck, savoring having this back again.

"I love you," I murmur against her skin. "So much."

Willow smiles up at me, her eyes shining with contentment. "I love you too, Ezra."

As I hear her breathing even out, I press a kiss to her forehead. I have everything I could have ever imagined and then some. I have my brothers, the club, and now I have the woman I love more than life itself and our daughter. Life couldn’t get better than this.

EPILOGUE

WILLOW

Six Months Later

I stand in the kitchen of our new home, watching through the window as Ezra plays with Wren in the backyard. My baby is blissfully happy and adores her father. I love how much Ezra loves her, and how he’s not afraid to show her. Whenever she has something to say, show him, or even if she wants to play, he’s there, listening, watching, or playing. It’s something I never experienced and it’s everything I could have ever hoped for for my baby girl.

A year ago, I was terrified of returning to Boston. Now, I have a home, a family, a sense of belonging I never thought I'd have again. Ezra and I are stronger than ever, our love deepened by everything we've been through together. And Wren... she's thriving, so happy to have both her parents together.

The club has been quiet lately, no threats or trouble on the horizon. It's allowed us all to relax a bit, to enjoy this period of peace. Natalia and Ghost welcomed their baby boy two months ago—a beautiful, healthy little guy they named Alex. SeeingGhost as a doting father has been great to witness, and I know Natalia is loving the way Ghost cares for her and their baby.

Hades has a hell of a lot on his plate at the moment. He got a phone call a few weeks ago, informing him his sister and brother-in-law died, and he’s trying to get guardianship of his nieces and nephews. All five of them. They range in age from fifteen down to four. However, it’s a little harder than anticipated as his brother-in-law's sister is also wanting to be the kids' guardian. She also happens to be the woman Hades has been in love with for years and she’s currently engaged to another man.

As for Ezra and me, we've settled into a comfortable routine. He still has his club duties, of course, but he always makes time for us. Family dinners, bedtime stories with Wren, lazy Sunday mornings in bed—we're building the life I always dreamed of but never thought I'd have.

My hand drifts to my stomach, a small smile playing on my lips. There's one more piece of news I need to share with Ezra. I found out yesterday that I'm pregnant again. The little stick with its two pink lines is hidden in my bedside drawer, waiting for the right moment to tell him.

Part of me is nervous—our life is so good right now, and a baby will change things. But mostly, I'm excited. The thought of giving Wren a little brother or sister, of building our family even more, fills me with joy.

"Mama!" Wren's voice pulls me from my thoughts. "Come play with us!"

I smile, heading out to join my family in the yard. As I step outside, Ezra catches my eye, his face lighting up with a smile that still makes my heart skip a beat.

"Everything okay, Little Flower?" he asks as I approach, wrapping an arm around my waist.

I nod, leaning into him. "Everything's perfect," I assure him.

And it is. Whatever challenges come our way—and I'm sure there will be more, as life with the Saint's Outlaws is never completely peaceful—we'll face them together. As a family. Ezra doesn’t make me feel like second best anymore, and that was my biggest fear.

As Wren tugs us both into her game, I can't help but think how lucky I am. I have love, I have family, I have a home. And soon, we'll have a new little one to add to our happiness.

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