Ezra's pov.

I continued to shower her with kisses, moving from her lips to her neck, savoring the soft sounds she made. The intimacy between us was building into something beautiful and overwhelming. My hands traced the curves of her body with a reverence I had never felt before, and I could feel her responding to every touch, her fingers tangling in my hair and pulling me closer.

As our connection deepened, the air in the room felt thick with a beautiful, shared need. I looked into her eyes and was struck by the sheer amount of trust and love I saw there.

"Please, Ezra," she whispered, her voice a soft plea that made my soul ache with affection.

I moved with her, our bodies finding a perfect, natural rhythm. It was a dance of shadows and warmth, a celebration of the bond we had fought so hard to build. She moved with a grace that mesmerized me, her eyes locked onto mine as we shared a moment of profound, soul-deep intimacy.

Every breath, every soft sigh, and every shared look was a testament to how far we had come. I felt like I was floating, lost in the sensation of being completely one with her. When the intensity finally reached its peak, sending us both into a state of pure, radiant bliss, she collapsed onto my chest, her heart beating a frantic, happy rhythm against mine.

"Tesoro, you are so amazing. I love you so much," I whispered, kissing the top of her head.

She looked up, her eyes shining. "That was perfect. I love you too, Ezra."

I helped her up, though she giggled and admitted her legs felt like jelly. I chuckled, as did the other guys, and I carried her into the bathroom. We stepped into the warm spray of the shower together.

"Thank you for being you, Ezra," she said, resting her head against my chest as the water washed over us.

"Tesoro, you are the only one for me," I whispered, holding her steady. I spent the next few minutes helping her wash, my movements gentle and filled with care. After we were both clean and dried off, I carried her into the closet.

She told me what she wanted to wear, and I noticed she had a bright smile on her face when she told us we didn't need to wear sleeping shorts anymore. "I'll be the only one seeing you all!" she teased.

I smiled back, more than happy to ditch the extra layers. I carried her back into the bedroom, helping her into her comfortable sleeping clothes. While we waited for the other guys to finish up, we just sat and talked.

I found myself mesmerized by her. Not just because she is drop-dead gorgeous, but because of the person she is. She’s kind, considerate, and has a heart of gold, yet she’s strong enough to stand her ground. And her talent... I’m truly lucky to have a girl like her.

The rest of the guys joined us, and it wasn't long before we were all settled in bed. We took turns helping her apply her lotion, massaging her skin until she eventually drifted off to sleep against Kayden’s chest.

"She must be exhausted after today," Levi whispered, brushing a strand of hair from her face.

"She always likes having her hair braided for sleep," Carter noted. We all nodded and, after watching the maids do it so many times, we actually managed to give her two neat braids.

With our girl safe and loved in our arms, we finally let sleep take us as well.