I Became a Kindergarten Teacher for Monster Babies!-Chapter 420 Stay with me
Alina felt his touch race through her like sparks blooming beneath her skin, and for a moment she forgot how to breathe. His nearness, his warmth, the way his eyes held her as if she were something precious... it made her heartbeat lose all rhythm. She swallowed softly, trying to calm the flutter rising inside her.
"I should go and sleep with the babies..." she whispered, though her voice trembled, betraying how much she didn’t want to pull away. She dipped her head slightly, her breath brushing his collarbone as she tried to gather herself.
"Don’t go," he murmured, almost pleading, his voice deep with longing. "Sleep with me."
She shook her head gently, her lips curving despite the warmth spreading across her cheeks. "I shouldn’t. I promised them I will sleep with them."
His jaw tightened for a moment as if he wanted to argue, but he stayed silent, respecting her promise. Still, something in his eyes shifted, softened, then darkened again with a quiet hunger he didn’t bother to hide.
"Stay longer with me," he said, and just the sound of his voice made her heart twist.
Before she could answer, shadows curled around her ankles like warm silk. The world shifted around her in a gentle pull, and in the next blink she felt herself settle onto the soft, dark surface of his private realm. The bed beneath her rose like something woven from shadow itself, warm and velvety, steady beneath her weight.
He followed her, one hand braced beside her head, the other brushing her cheek as he leaned in. His lips touched hers in a slow, deep kiss that stole her breath and softened every inch of her body beneath him.
Instinct guided her fingers upward. They found his left horn, warm and smooth under her touch, and he inhaled sharply as if that single contact had shaken something deep inside him. His lips pressed to hers again, slower this time, lingering.
When he finally pulled back, Alina looked up at him from beneath her lashes, her face warm, her breath unsteady. Something about that shy, delicate glance made Dante’s heartbeat falter. Her hazel eyes glowed softly in the dim light of his space, and he felt an ache in his chest so strong it startled even him. He wanted to fall into that gaze and lose himself completely in her warmth. A part of him, the darker part shaped from instinct and desire, wanted to pull her tightly against him and hold her until their breaths blended into one rhythm.
He didn’t trust that part of himself, so he shifted instead, lying beside her as the shadows beneath them rippled like gentle waves. His arm slid around her waist, pulling her close, and he let out a long breath as her body naturally settled against his. Her warmth seeped into him like sunlight touching cold stone.
Alina felt his arm tighten around her, and her heart curled sweetly inside her chest. The slow rise and fall of his breath against her back, the weight of his hand resting on her waist, the warmth of his chest behind her... it wrapped around her like a blanket she had longed for without ever knowing how much she needed it. She felt safe in a way she couldn’t put into words, cherished in a way she hadn’t felt in years.
She rested her cheek against his chest, listening to the slow, steady thump of his heartbeat. Something gentle bloomed inside her, something peaceful and warm, and she let her fingers curl lightly into his shirt as she nestled closer.
I could stay like this forever... she thought, feeling her body relax completely.
Dante felt the moment she melted into him, and his eyes softened with a quiet heat that went deeper than desire. It was something tender, something possessive in a gentle way, something he rarely let himself feel.
"Stay like this," he whispered into her hair, voice warm with emotion. "Just a little longer..."
They stayed that way until the shadows beneath them softened like morning mist. When they stepped out of his private space, the hallway lights felt gentler, as if the world itself understood what they had shared. Alina’s cheeks still held the warmth of his touch, and Dante brushed his thumb across the back of her hand one last time. A small, silent plea stayed in that touch, but she only smiled softly at him before turning away, and he watched her until she disappeared from sight.
She tiptoed into the babies’ room. Sable and Lucien were already curled close together, their tiny breaths rising and falling in sync. Alina moved carefully so she wouldn’t wake them, her heart still fluttering from the memory of Dante’s arms around her.
She slipped beneath the blanket, and the moment she settled, Sable rolled closer instinctively, resting his small hand on her arm. That simple touch made her smile soften into something deeper.
She lay there in the soft darkness, feeling the warmth of the little body snuggled against her, and her thoughts drifted back to Dante. The way his eyes darkened when he whispered her name. The way he held her in his shadow realm as if she were something rare and irreplaceable. The way he kissed her, intense and tender at the same time, as if the world had narrowed to just the two of them.
A tiny breath of laughter slipped from her lips. She hugged Sable close, her eyes growing heavy with warmth, Dante’s presence lingering in her mind like a soft echo she didn’t want to lose.
She fell asleep smiling, wrapped in the tiny breaths of the babies beside her and the sweet certainty blooming quietly in her chest.
Morning light slipped gently through the curtains, brushing the room in soft gold. Alina drifted awake slowly, her mind still warm with dreams, until the small weight across her stomach made her blink her eyes open.
The first thing she saw was Sable’s little head rising and falling gently against her. He had curled himself into her during the night like a tiny kitten seeking warmth, his cheek pressed to her stomach, his arms tucked close as if he had claimed her in his dreams. Just the sight of him made her heart flutter with a tenderness so deep she almost melted right into the mattress.
