Chapter 43: Chapter 43

- I've never seen a shower of shooting stars before.

With a shy smile, Missy sat down calmly on the soft duvet Logan had laid out on the terrace of his house. Obviously, there was a small set of sofas and armchairs around it, but once they'd reached the house and she'd gone out for a minute to use the bathroom, he'd surprised her when she'd returned, having organized the room with flowers and flowers. candles around the duvets and pillows where they could lie comfortably and watch the stars.

God, she would miss that sweet and caring way of his so much... Always trying to make every moment special for her...

Well, maybe she could just try hard enough to quell those thoughts a bit and just enjoy the night with him. Fortunately, that day the night sky was a clear, deep black, making every tiny bright spot above them perfectly visible.

- We tried to see it once, a long time ago, when I was a kid. – Logan said with a smile, as he sat down next to her – We lived near a meadow and mom decided it was the perfect time to have a picnic... But, in the end, Diana and Devon almost got lost in the forest, my dad thought a frog in his sandwich after he brought them back and the sky was overcast so we didn't see anything. – he said, making her laugh.

-Gwyneth must have been so disappointed... - Missy wailed, although she couldn't stop laughing.

- In truth no. What really matters to her will always be family moments. The rain was just an excuse. - Logan said, making her smile sweetly.

- Yes it's true. – Missy reflected for a moment, before asking, wanting more than anything to hear his voice as much as possible that last night – Are you going to make a wish?

- Order? Logan raised an eyebrow, confused.

- Yes, you know... - she smiled, shyly - I just thought... Well... It's a rain of shooting stars, so... - she bit her lip, hesitant - Maybe today is the day we we can make more wishes come true if we make one for each star.

- I hadn't thought about it that way... - Logan smiled sweetly, seeming to really consider everything she said, during her foolish chatter - But you're absolutely right. So... - he looked at the sky, thoughtful - I think I'll make just one wish.

- Do you only want one thing? Missy asked, curious as to what it was, but unable to muster up the courage to ask.

For a second, he just turned his eyes towards her, looking at her intensely to the point of making her blush fiercely, before finally breaking into a wide smile, which was certainly brighter than any star.

- Yes. There's only one thing I want. Something I want more than I've ever wanted anything else. – he remained looking at her intently, before looking at the sky again – Perhaps, if I make the same wish to all the stars… Who knows, I might not have hope that it will come true? - that question, said in a low and lost tone, seemed to have been asked much more for himself. Still, Missy replied, with a reassuring smile.

- I'm sure it will come true. – she consoled him – Don't worry.

- Thank you love. – Logan looked at her, his green eyes seeming to twinkle in the moonlight – I also hope it comes true. With all my heart… - he murmured, staring at the dark sky above them for a moment, before turning his eyes back to her, worried – Could it be… that now you feel comfortable enough to tell me about the that you and my mother were talking, and that seemed to make you so upset?

-Hmmm... - Missy swallowed hard, unsure if she really should tell Logan what she and Gwyneth had talked about. As much as she knew he was aware of what his mother had gone through, still... It had been too intimate a conversation to share... And, amid all of that, there was the pain of having discovered that the legend of Logan and Melissa, the Knight patriarchs who had lived so many years ago, was reality.

And the pain of knowing that, one day, she would have to watch Logan fall head over heels in love with someone else. His soul mate.

Yeah, she definitely didn't feel comfortable enough to talk about it. Not now, not ever.

- I already told you, it was no big deal, I promise. – she stammered, nervous – No… You don't have to worry.

For a few seconds, he just stared at her intently, with a deep crease between his brows, until he finally sighed, visibly still worried.

- He is well. I really don't want to disturb you about it... - he looked at her over his lashes, with sad green eyes - I just... I want you to know that I'll always be willing to listen to you, whenever you want to open up.

- I know. - Missy sniffled, trying to stop the The tears that burned in her eyes escaped. Heavens, that should have been a balm for her pain: knowing that Logan would still be her dearest friend, even after the family legacy took its toll on him. But strangely, it wasn't. Maybe because, deep down, she knew that he would no longer be able to dedicate all that affection to her, after the woman destined for him came along. Because when that day came, she had no doubt that he would be hers in body and soul, as Daniel was Gwyneth's, Diana Paul's, and Devon her sister.

- Why are you like that? - Logan asked, distressed, taking her hands between his.

- About... What are you talking about? She swallowed back her sobs, struggling more and more to maintain her composure, even though she knew she wasn't succeeding.

- That desolate expression on your face, that's what I'm talking about. - Logan shook his head vehemently - It's like... As if... As if you were getting ready to say goodbye. – he said that with an unstable sigh, almost desperate, as if he had realized something terrible – Missy… You…

- I'm fine, I swear. – she sniffled, quickly laying down on the duvet and staring at the still peaceful sky in front of her, trying at all costs to avoid his gaze – There's nothing to worry about.

- Then why can you even look at me? – Logan asked through gritted teeth, not enraged, but…suffered.

Containing the painful grip on her heart, Missy took a deep breath, internally wondering if maybe this wasn't the moment fate was giving them to end everything. They had no future after all. Logan was destined for someone else and she... She had discovered self-love. At least her life would no longer be such an internal torment. At least not when it came to her self-esteem. Now your heart...

God, her suffering this time wouldn't be remotely close to what it had been with Liam. Her sadness from months ago had been rooted in the fact that she'd believed the words he'd said – and been ashamed of who she was in the process. It had been bad to discover that all the affection she'd bestowed on her ex-boyfriend wasn't reciprocated, of course, but... He'd never really owned her heart. There were other things that had left her desolate: words, gestures, lies... But not him. Losing him hadn't hurt or bothered her. Because she had never loved him.

Already Logan...

Logan had his heart in his hands. And now she knew that she had given it to him a long time ago. But unlike Liam, he would never intentionally hurt her... But she was destined to suffer anyway, the moment he let his heart shatter to the floor, the moment he had to let go of it so he could hold her hand. another person. Of the woman he loved. And she would be alone, with only her suffering for company.

So if this was really inevitable, wasn't it better to start this desolation right away, before she fell even more in love, and consequently suffered even more?

Wasn't it better that she threw her own heart on the ground herself, rather than waiting for the moment when fate decided to do so?

- Logan... I... - she choked, trying to gather strength to say the words that would tear them apart and destroy her heart, maybe, forever...

That's when a sudden streak of light ripped across the sky, bringing her teary-eyed attention there. With a lump in her throat and an aching heart, she watched in silence as more shooting stars followed, until the sky filled with silver streaks, which gleamed dazzlingly against the velvety black of the night.

-It's so beautiful... - Missy sniffed, observing that unparalleled beauty, while her lips seemed to refuse to pronounce what was necessary.

- Yes... - Logan's choked voice brought her attention back to him, shocking her when she realized that he was looking at her with a mesmerizing intensity, while the green eyes shone like emeralds due to the light of the stars above them - I have never seen anything more beautiful in my entire life. he stated vehemently, still with his eyes firmly fixed on her.

Still feeling entranced, she watched in almost slow motion as he approached her slowly, cupping her waist with one hand and her face with the other, as he brought her close to him on the duvet...

- Logan... - She half cried and half begged, before he sealed his lips on hers, in an intense, eager, desperate kiss that consumed her completely.

Heavens, if she really was going to have her heart broken, then she could have one last night with him, couldn't she? After all, the love of his life wouldn't show up that very night... Would it?

- Don't leave me… – Logan panted, separating their mouths just enough to make that plea – Just… Stay with me, Missy, please…

-I don't know if I have a choice… – Missy whimpered, although her hands were already were moving to open his shirt, exposing his broad, well-defined chest.

- Of course you do, my love. – He sighed against her lips, while his big hands went up her legs to the waistband of her pants, gently starting to remove them – Your choices are all that matter, between the two of us. – he moved, in order to finally leave her naked from the waist down and start to remove her shirt over her head – That's why, Missy, please, I beg you… – he hugged her against him when she finally saw herself dressed only in her underwear and, stunned, watched a tear run down his face – Don't walk away from me. Just tell me what happened and we can fix whatever it is together.

- Oh, Logan… – she felt her own tears escape – I wish we could work this out, but… It's not possible.

- Of course it is! – he vehemently disagreed – There is always a way! You have me and I have you. – He took her hand and placed it on his bare chest, where her heart was – As long as we're together, we can overcome anything.

- That is the question. – she finally blurted out, heartbroken – I… I can't bear to see you leave me…

- Leave you? – he gasped, in shock – Missy, what are you talking about? I would never leave you! Never! - he exclaimed, distressed.

With a rueful smile, instead of wasting precious time explaining that she knew he would have no choice but to love another woman, Missy preferred to just pull him close, nuzzling their bodies and uniting her forehead with his, before asking , with a soft whisper.

- Make love with me.

-Missy... - Logan let out a grunt that was a mixture of pleading and regret, but she didn't give him the chance to continue, raising her face to kiss him with passion and abandon, while she brushed her throbbing breasts against his chest. naked.

Satisfied, she heard Logan grunt again, this time in obvious surrender, as he ran his hands over her body, touching her almost reverently as he caressed her. Missy, on the other hand, impatient to have him inside her, broke that ardent kiss just by descending smaller, but no less needy kisses, on his abdomen, while she moved until she managed to pull off the pants and boxers that still covered him, leaving him the completely naked for her.

Moaning softly, in pure delight, she allowed him to cover her with his body again, unable to contain the painful pang that shot through her heart as she realized that this would be the last time she would feel him this way, enveloping her. as if they belonged to each other... As if they were made for each other.

Too bad she knew the truth.

However, determined to enjoy the last time she would be in his arms, Missy wrapped her legs around Logan's waist, moaning invitingly as she watched him bend his knees as he continued to kiss her, rubbing his massive erection against her still covered pussy. . Hungry for him, Missy ran her hands all over his strong body, feeling the muscles in his arms, the broad shoulders, the tension in his back, the fleshy ass, the firm thighs… Until, finally, when she wrapped her hand around his around his throbbing cock, he literally ripped the bra away from her body, attacking her breasts with his mouth as he moved one hand to her entrance, slowly stroking it over the top of her panties, until Missy thought she was going to go crazy.

Finally, when she was nothing more than a wet, hot mess, begging to feel him inside her, he finally freed her from her sodden panties, running kisses and hickeys from her neck until he finally positioned his face between her legs, starting to gently suck her clit, while she swayed her hips towards that skilled mouth. Lacing her fingers in his hair, it didn't take more than a few precise licks and his tongue deep between her eager folds for her to come all over his face, which only made Logan growl with pure approval.

Her body was still shaky and disconnected from reality when Logan lifted up a little, teasing her nipples between his fingers, before opening her thighs even further with his hands, leaving her completely open for him. Not yet fully recovered from her orgasm, Missy moved a tentative hand to his cock, feeling it throb with desire against her palm as she squeezed and massaged it lightly, guiding it to her needy pussy, unable to think of anything else that if it weren't for the urge to feel him slide inside her.

Logan, however, seemed determined to torture her, as he locked his hips as soon as the head of his cock rested against her entrance, firmly gripping her waist with one hand to prevent her from going deeper, while, with his another, he smeared the pre-cum that oozed from his cock all over her clitoris, moving that long, terribly long cock several times throughout your needy entry. Finally, when she was sure her pussy was dripping enough to wet the duvet, he dipped just the tip of his cock inside her, making her practically scream with relief and pleasure.

Feeling her whole body literally convulse with pleasure, Missy wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing their faces as close as possible, desperately wanting to meet the bottom of those green eyes... However, as soon as their eyes met, even still trapped in the pleasure, she found herself frozen, staring into those emerald irises that burned with a feeling so intense and intoxicating it made her heart swell with joy and… love. And, with each wide inch he slowly sank inside her, still staring at her in that breathtaking way, Missy could literally feel her fall deeper and deeper in love with him, to the point where her heart felt like it wanted to burst out of her chest. Normally, she would be berating herself for that. After all, she was just getting herself more suffering. But, in that sublime moment, in which he moved slowly over her, making her body burn and her soul float, it seemed that there was no more room for anything inside her but the love she felt for that man.

- Missy... Missy... - Logan continued chanting her name incessantly, while both were lost in the midst of the pleasure and enchantment of that moment, where all she could see was him, framed by the sky decorated with silver stripes – Missy... Missy... Missy... - his voice sounded sweet and hypnotic, but also pleading and erratic, as if he couldn't control his own throat anymore - Missy... Missy...

- Logan… - Feeling ecstasy building inside her womb, Missy gasped, placing her hands on his cheeks to bring him in for a passionate kiss, while continuing to move her hips frantically against his, in a desperation to reach him. not just pleasure, but also... Something she had already experienced every other time she had made love to him, but not with that intensity, with that potency, with vivacity...

And then it happened. The peak of pleasure hit them both at the same time, and in that moment, Missy felt… complete. There was no other way to describe the way everything inside her felt suddenly perfect and balanced as she felt her walls tighten around that throbbing cock, as if they wanted to keep him, and that feeling, inside her forever. But it was so much more than physical pleasure, it was… ecstasy. Pure, perfect, simple ecstasy. As if she had never been hurt in her life. As if nothing could ever hurt him again. As if, all her life, something she didn't even know what it was, had been missing inside her... And now, she felt that finally everything had fallen into place. Because they were one. And that's how it had to be.

Eyes narrowed and heavy with pleasure, Missy watched him pant over her, those fierce green eyes still intent on every tiny movement of her face, as if watching her only heightened what he was feeling. Smiling sweetly at him, still completely overcome by the almost palpable weight of that sublime moment they were sharing, Missy lifted her face towards his, pressing their foreheads together, as she couldn't stop herself from staring passionately at him...

And then, before she could stop herself, an emotional phrase left her lips, filling the space between them.

- I love you.