Chapter 346

Jon stretched out, finding himself all alone on the rug, the fire still burning cheerfully. He smiled, Cheyenne must have kept the fire going. She was nowhere to be found.

Damn his muscled ached, reminding him of the pleasure they shared. He got up, throwing the warm duvet on the bed, as he walked past to relieve himself.

It was still dark out, so he was definitely not getting up now. He just slipped back into the bed when the door opened.

Cheyenne was cooing and had both babies in her arms, joy written all over her face.

“Say hi to daddy…hi daddy!”

He opened the covers, letting her slip inside with the two bundles of joy staring mesmerised at their mother’s face.

“Did the nanny wake you up?”

“No my boobs did.” Her eyes widening to get her point across.

He burst out laughing, startling the babies.

“Oh daddy is sorry buddy.”

He took the little boy from Cheyenne, feeling shitty when he saw his wide little eyes staring at him.

Mikayla was nuzzling her mom’s robe, her little face scrunched up in concentration.

‘Someone is thirsty…hey baby girl?”

She opened her robe, the baby latched on immediately, her little ears moving as she greedily drank the sweet milk, her hand opening and closing, eventually resting against her mother’s breast.

‘She is in heaven, look at the dreamy look in her face.” Jon said as he leaned over to look at the contented little girl in her mommy’s arms.

Connor was getting restless, he smelled the milk, hearing his little sister sucking wasn’t helping either.

Jon had his hands full, trying to calm him down to Cheyenne’s greatest amusement.

He gave her an indigent look.

‘Hey that’s not funny. If a man is hungry, he’s hungry! Mind you looking at Mikayla having her food in such a sexy container makes me hungry as well….”

He nuzzled her neck, licking her skin, making her stifle a moan.

“Jon, not now!”

He sighed. “You bet your sweet ass that when these babies go to sleep, I’m gonna have my fill or rather you’ll have your fill of me….” He winked mischievously at her giving her heart a silly flip.

Cheyenne handed Mikayla to Jon, taking Connor from him. Jon was rubbing at her little back, the baby flopped drowsily over his shoulder.

Connor was kicking excitedly when she brought him closer to her breasts, his legs stilling eventually as he started drinking.

Connor’s little grunting noises were adorable, Cheyenne knew it was his way of telling her how contented he was. It always blew her mind to see that babies of their age already had their own little ways and personalities.

“He sure is happy to see you!”

Cheyenne nodded towards the little doll, in his arms.

“She is fast asleep. You can lay her down if you want to?”

“In a while, I love the smell and feel of a baby in my arms. She wants to be in her daddy’s arms a bit longer.”

“You are spoiling them! One of these days they wont fall asleep unless someone rocks them to sleep!”

A goofy grin spread on his face.

“Well then I’ll rock them to sleep, they don’t call me a rocker for nothing sweetheart!”