Hunter’s P.O.V. I wake up breathing heavily and feeling frustrated, my Mates are still asleep and as I watch them I see their cocks grow. Slowly my dream comes back to me and I know that my face is a few different shades of red, thinking of what they were doing in my dream. I quickly and quietly get out of bed, finding a bucket in the corner of the room and I quickly make my way over to the bathroom. I turn on the faucet to cold and wait until I feel that the water is really cold, before I fill it up. I sneak back into the room, but my Mates are still fast asleep and I giggle as I get ready to give them a rude awakening. As they are trying to figure out what happened and why, Justice points out that the sheets look like tents and I burst out in laughter. I have to sit down the moment she says “Tent paradise” and I barely manage to get those words out. I see them looking down and Justice and I are both rolling around as my Mates join us in laughter. Mom finds us laughing our asses off and she gives me a very confused look. Jayce jumps from the bed to put his hand in front of my mouth and I start laughing even harder as I realize he feared I might tell Mom why we are laughing. He doesn’t have to worry about that, because I have no intention of including my Mom and to tell you the truth I don’t think I could get the words out of my mouth. So they are safe from her wrath, I am not telling her what happened. Mom shakes her head as she tells us that breakfast is ready and that she expects us downstairs in fifteen minutes. Jayce removes his hand once she has closed the door behind her and when I hear her walking down the stairs I turn towards Jayce. “How the hell do you think I could get the words out of my mouth to tell her what happened? I don’t think I would be able to say it to you and you were there, PJ.” I mumble and I feel my cheeks burn with embarrassment. He puts his index finger under my chin and forces me to look up at him. He slowly lowers his head and my heart skips a beat, just before his lips touch mine. His hands cup my face and he traces my bottom lip with his tongue. I gasp at the feeling and he lets his tongue slide into my mouth. Slowly my eyes close as I enjoy the feeling of his tongue against mine, I slide my hands up his bare chest and he groans as my fingers slide over his nipples. My hands stop their upward travel and I gently press my index and middle finger together, catching his nipples between them. His breathing becomes heavy as I repeat the movement, he grabs my wrists as he breaks the kiss and looks straight into my eyes. “That is very dangerous, Princess. Don’t do that again.” He says, before my head gets turned to the left.Jason is there on his knees and I lean forward to welcome the touch of his lips on mine, by the time he is done I am breathing heavily. Jax picks me up bridal-style and sits down on the bed with me, “Now it is my turn, Princess.” He says and slams his lips to mine, pulling my head back to deepen the kiss. Justin breaks us up by saying that I have less than ten minutes to get ready and I race of to the bathroom. I grab my toothbrush and as I start brushing my teeth I see my baby blue three-pieced sweatsuit with underwear lying on the counter. Once I am done I only have a few minutes left before we have to be downstairs, the second my eyes land on Justin in the doorway I know I need to taste his lips. I don’t think about it twice and jump into his arms, slamming my lips to his. He keeps kissing me as he walks towards the door with me in his arms, Jax opens the door for us while Jason walks in front of us. Jayce and Jax follow right behind us and at the top of the stairs Justin breaks the kiss. I hate that he does it, but I know he wants to get down them in one piece and without dropping me. I bury my face in his neck as I hold on tight, I love being this close to one of my Mates and I know that I will never get tired of doing it. The further down the stairs we go the louder the chatter from the dining-room becomes and I know that everyone is already awake. I hear Max’s voice coming from the kitchen and he and Martha have a discussion on how to make the best omelet. I smile as I listen to the voices that drift towards me from the dining-room, Mom has an argument with Uncle Drake about my SUV and the fact that he is not allowed to spoil me. I hear Justin chuckle and I know he heard Mom’s warning as well. “You may be the Queen, but when it comes to my family I make the decisions. I will spoil her every chance I get and there is nothing you can do to stop me.” I hear Uncle Drake say and I giggle as I imagine the look on Mom’s face.