Waking up the next morning, I was barely able to move as I was trapped in bed by my four handsome, strong, protective mates. Wiggling even a little wasn’t helping me with their massive selves. “Uh… gentlemen. I need to pee,” I said, urgently.
“Little Love, it’s too early,” Donatello said, having picked up his phone to see that his alarm was fifteen minutes from going off.
“Yes, but unless you want a wet bed, I’d suggest you move so I can go,” I informed them.
“Hold on, Sweet Queen,” Renzo said sweetly.
“I take it he’s never been a morning person?” I questioned.
“None of us are really,” Theo admitted.
I couldn’t help but laugh at them. They were adorable. But thankfully, they were moving. As I was helped off the bed by Kyro, carrying me to the bathroom, he sat me down to let me do my
