Compound: Nathan and Jordana - Dreams

Jordana Gates with Nathan Bishop

May 1 

*Lying across the bed, staring up at the ceiling as sleep eludes me once again. Trying to clear my mind to relax, thoughts of the warrior Nathan once again enter my mind. Every glance, every brush of my skin against his, and the kiss that started it all. Oh - the kiss. The electric feel of his lips against mine. My mind begins to wander....*

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  Nathan Bishop -I sit in front of the computer screen, doing a little research. I click on various links until I finally realize I have no idea what I've already seen. Her image is never far from my mind. My skin is tight and hot as I turn off the computer. I begin to pace the living room as her face, her body, her smile...all of which play inside my head like a movie reel...-

  
  
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  Jordana Gates *Remembering the look on his face after that kiss, I close my eyes. Many images of Nathan flood my mind. How he looked when Carys and I went shopping and took him along as security. The lingerie I bought.... Suddenly the images in my mind change. Wearing the seductive lingerie, modeling it for him. His approving gaze roaming over my body which craves him like no other.....*

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I grab Blades' leash and we leave the compound. We start out with a slow jog, I let him set the pace. I wonder what Jordana is doing right now.... I let out a low growl and shake my head, hoping to dislodge some of those thoughts. Passing by a stream, I stop and let Blade get a drink. I sit down beside him and he collapses after taking his fill of water. I scratch his ears as he cools down. I wonder if Jordana likes dogs.... FUCK!. I'm never going to get her out of my mind..-

  
  
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  Jordana Gates Why can't I get Nathan out of my mind? I can never have him. I'm promised to someone else. Someone else whose face is never in my thoughts and dreams. All I can think of is him. *Getting up and pacing the bedroom.* I wonder if pets are allowed in the Dome? Maybe I should get a dog. I've always liked them, and just maybe it might take my mind off HIM. *another image flashes into my mind, this one more X-rated.* Dammit!

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -Making our way back to the compound, Blade settles himself on the sofa and I head toward the shower, stripping as I go. I immediately imagine Jordana's soft hands, removing my clothes as I remove hers.. In the bathroom, I bang my head against the wall, trying desperately to dispel the images. They are so damn wrong. I shouldn't be thinking of a breedmate that can never be mind. Suddenly, I imagine another males hands on her sexy body. A growl bubbles up through my body and explodes. My glyphs and eyes explode with immense colors. My emotions are in turmoil and I punch the wall. Damnit! Another fucking hole to fix!!-

  
  
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  Jordana Gates *Looking out the window in the early hours of the morning, still unable to sleep, my mind filled with thoughts of him. The streets are deserted. I recall seeing Nathan below - on his bike, watching his back as he drove off. Except my mind takes a turn. This time he doesn't drive off. I call to him and he comes to me with the speed of the Breed. I wait for him at the door. Closing the door behind him, we are immediately in each others arms. As our lips meet once again, I remove his clothes, running my hands over his pulsating glyphs, as he removes mine. I want this warrior so much, it's unbearable. In my mental anguish, I whirl away from the window, knocking over a priceless Faberge egg, shattering it. Oh hell. Why am I so obsessed with one I cannot have? What in the hell is wrong with me?

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -In the shower, the water is hot and steaming, sluicing down my body. I imagine her hands once more. They replace the water, sliding down my body, over every curve, every glyph, down further to the one area that burns for her above all others. I'm so hard that it's painful. I reach for my hardened shaft, needing to relieve the pressure. One touch is all it takes. Her hand, not mine....and I explode. Shudders flow down my body as I release. It does little to assuage my need. I still crave her. I leave the shower, dripping water across the floor. As dawn approaches, I collapse onto my bed. The sheets are cool against my hot, wet body. Oh, how I want her... Jordana!-

  
  
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  Jordana Gates *sweeping up the mess I made by breaking the Faberge, I put away the broom and dustpan. Checking the time, I see that there are still a couple of hours before dawn. I need to relax and get some sleep. Maybe a hot bath will help. Running the bath, I add scented bath oils, and dim the lights hoping it will help. Stepping out of my clothes, I slide into the water. Leaning back, I try to relax. Nope. Not working. I grab my fluffy bath pouf and pour the scented body wash on it, running it down my arms, then onto my breasts. Closing my eyes, I fantasize that it is Nathan touching me. His hands cupping my breasts, and sliding downwards over my oiled and slippery body. Pleasuring myself - pretending it is his hands. Reaching a shattering release, I realize there are tears streaming down my face. I want him. More than I have ever wanted anyone in my life. I want Nathan and no other. *

  
  
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  Nathan Bishop -I toss and turn, finally falling into a dream-filled sleep...Jordana with her sexy smile, her soft skin, her scent....oh, her scent..it cascades over me, filling me completely. For once, I welcome the dream. I can't stop them. I relinquish myself to the secret pleasures of the female that I want more than life itself. In my dreams, she is MINE!!!-