Tulip's Ghost - Book two of the Torian Warriors series.

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Chapter Eighteen

Tulip woke to the feeling of floating. It took her a few seconds to realize that Korom held her in his strong arms.

She smiled as she raised her gaze to his handsome face, but her smile faded at the sight of the tired and stressed look she found on the man she loved.

“Hey,” She said, her throat dry and her voice croaky.

Korom looked down at her but didn’t stop walking. “Hello, my love.”

“Where are you taking me?”

His grin this time reached his eyes.

“We are on the command vessel. You need to sleep in a proper bed, not on the captain’s seat on the bridge. I thought we could rest for a few hours in my quarters on the ship.

She sighed, curling closer to his warmth. They didn’t say anything more until Korom placed her down on the bed they had made love for the first time.

She watched as Korom moved around the space, his big body tense. Fine tendrils of dark mist seeped out of him, testing the air around him. It was a clear sign of his agitation and stress.

Without a word, she stood up and went to him. As he was reaching out for a small screen on the wall, she grabbed his hand and pulled it to her chest. She waited as Korom turned to meet her eyes.

The worry she saw reflecting in his gaze tore at her heart. She was responsible for part of that. It wasn’t her fault that Lorzarian had snatched her from the party, but her vanishing like that couldn’t have been easy for him.

She took small, slow steps back towards the bed. She never once looked away from those intense, stunning brown eyes. He followed her without protest, his face not showing any emotion.

Once she reached the huge bed, she pulled Korom closer and rose on her tiptoes. She brushed her lips over his, loving the way his whole body eased. His arms wrapped around her waist, pulling her closer.

“Lay down.” She whispered against his lips.

He pulled back a few inches to look at her eyes. There was a hint of uncertainty there that she hated to see.

“Let me take care of you. You’ve had a shitty day, and I want to take care of my man.”

“It is the male that takes care of the female, Tulip. I should-”

She placed a finger over his lips, loving the hot, intimate contact.

“Nope. None of that. This is a two way street. You take care of me all the time. Let me do this. Let me care for you when you need it. Please?”

He took in a long breath, but nodded. Easing out of her hold, Korom sat down on the bed and bent to pull off his thick boots.

Once he had them off, he moved up the bed to stretch out, his arms crossing under his head.

Tulip reached around to the long zip at the back of her dress and pulled it down with one long, smooth move.

She had to admit, the clothing on Toria was incredible. Soft, durable and truly stain resistant. After everything that happened, her long dress still looked perfect.

She eased it off her shoulders and let the material slip off her body. It pooled at her feet, leaving Tulip in only a small pair of lacy black panties.

Korom sucked in a breath, but before he could sit up, she raised a brow at him and shook her head.

He grinned, but eased back and relaxed.

Tulip placed a knee onto the bed, slowly crawling up his large, sexy body. She sat down on his hips, already feeling the hard bulge pressing into her most intimate part.

Korom’s eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her bare chest. She loved the way this man looked at her. He always watched her with such heat, such desire that Tulip knew deep in her bones he wanted her.

She reached for the hem of his shirt, lifting it up slowly.

Korom smiled, a wicked gleam in his eyes.

She frowned, “What?”

He smiled wider, “I have a faster way to do this.”

“Do what?”

Before she could think anything more, warm, soft mist burst from Korom, surrounding her. A second later, she found herself sitting in the same position, only now, Korom was completely naked beneath her. Not only that, but her panties were gone.

She glanced over to the side of the bed they were on only seconds ago and laughed when she saw their clothing laying perfectly laid out in the exact spot Korom had been. Even the long sleeves of his black shirt were crossed over the neckline.

With a huge smile, she turned back to him, “What else can you do?”

He winked. Tulip’s body was suddenly surrounded by dark mist. All the light of the room was blocked by the warm, soothing fog that blocked out everything except the man now standing before her.

“What are you doing?” Tulip asked.

“Are you alright? Can you breathe? Are you cold?” Korom asked, his eyes wide and focused. He was still in a solid state in her arms, but she could see the faintest shimmer of his not so solid form.

She took in a deep breath, assessing her body.

“I’m fine. Your mist is warm. Besides, it’s warm on the ship. And why wouldn’t I be able to breathe?”

He nodded, then turned his head to the side. She followed his gaze and gasped when the mist faded enough to see through.

In the distance, not too far away, Tulip could see the command vessel hanging in the dark space outside. Billions of twinkling stars littered the night sky, with a few small globes in the distance.

She spun back to Korom, her arms tightening around his waist, “Are we outside, in the vacuum?”

He nodded. “Yes. We will not be able to stay here for long. I was only able to take the air around me for us to breathe. But I wanted to see if this would work. Bor and I used to do this when we were young males. Well, not this… I have fantasized about it since the day I met you.”

“Fantasized about what?”

He pulled her up, her body totally weightless. She wrapped her legs around his waist, loving how his long length didn’t need to be told where to go. She could already feel him gently pressing at her entrance.

She was ready for him. Her body reacting to his every touch. She was soft and wet and needed him more than ever.

She lowered her lips to his, the desperation in her coming through the kiss.

Korom eased into her welcoming body, making Tulip groan with pleasure. She tore her lips from his, her back arching as he eased all the way in.

Tulip panted, her breaths growing shallow as Korom moved his hips. Thrusting slowly at first, his tight body rippling under her hands.

She could feel the air around them growing stuffy, the lack of oxygen making her lightheaded. She was about to tell Korom, but she needn’t worry.

In the blink of an eye, they were back in his quarters. Tulip lay on her back with Korom on top of her, his cock still buried deep inside her.

“Are you alright?”

She smiled so wide, her cheeks hurt. “Yeah! That was awesome! We are so doing that again.”

He chuckled, the stress easing in his eyes.

Instead of answering her, Korom began to move his hips, pulling out and thrusting back into her in long, slow strokes.

She felt that addictive tingle begin low in her belly, building to something intense.

Korom was close to the end of his control as well. She could tell by the way he moved faster, the frantic pounding in and out bringing her to a place only this man could.

Seconds later, Tulip screamed out his name, her whole body tensing and shivering at the same time. Korom held her close as he slammed into her a half dozen more times, then tensed and went still above her.

She opened her eyes, loving the way his head was thrown back, the muscles in his neck tight and his body quaking.

After a few seconds, he slumped forward, giving her most of his weight. A soft “oomph” escaped her lips, but she loved the feel of him pressing her into the bed. She ran her fingers over his back, gently scratching his heated skin with her nails.

“Feel better?” she asked after a long moment.

Korom rolled to the side, pulling her into his arms. “Yes. Did I hurt you?”

She chuckled, “Are you going to ask me that every time we make love? I’m fine, Korom. You didn’t hurt me.”

“I ask because every time we make love, I let a little more of my control slip away.”

“I know you do, and I love it. That was amazing, Korom. I can’t believe we just had sex in space. Do you think we are the only ones to ever do that? Have other Miasm’s done it? How does your mist not freeze? How do I not freeze? Not to mention the breathable air, the pressure of being out there-”

Korom rolled on top of her again, smiling down at her.

“Sorry,” She blushed, feeling her face turn red.

His smile stayed in place, but Tulip saw that change in his eyes.

“I don’t know how it’s possible, little one. I just know that it is something I can do. I’m sorry I can’t answer your questions.”

Her smile fell, “Lorzarian can.”

Now he looked down right murderous. “Lorzarian? You wish to ask him about such personal things?”

She frowned, “No! But you can. He knows more about what you are. He can teach you everything you need to know.”

Korom rolled to the side again and lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling.

“Korom,” Tulip said, coming up on an elbow. She placed her hand on his chest, slowly stroking him, “He wants to be here for you. He told me that he wanted to find some peace. He wants his family. A home.”

“How can I trust him, Tulip? He took you from me. He took the only thing in this universe that I cannot live without. How can I trust what he says is the truth?”

“I don’t know. It’s a risk you will have to decide on. It will either be worth it, to have your brother in your life. Or it won’t, and you will lose him forever.”

He let out a long sigh, but didn’t say anything. Tulip sat up, reaching for his hands.

Korom turned his head to look at her, his face so tired.

“I love you, Korom.” She blurted.

Korom stilled, a small smile pulling at the corners of his lips.

“You do?”

She nodded, “Of course I do. More than you know.”

Korom shot up so fast, Tulip squealed at the sudden movement. He pulled her into his lap, kissing her with a desperation she’d never felt from him before.

Finally, after a thorough make-out session, he pulled back and beamed at her.

“I love you as well, my little one.”

“Having said that, I need you to know something.”

Korom tensed, “What is it?”

She took in a long, encouraging breath then said, “You are my world, Korom. I think you were from the moment I saw you back on Earth. But I won’t let you push your brother away. I’m not taking his side or anything like that, but he is your family. That makes him my family. And an Orsen never turns their back on family. Never. No matter what. I know it must be hard to have him here after all this time, but I can’t let you push him away because of your stubbornness.”

She held her breath, not sure what he would say. The last thing she wanted was to upset him after an already stressful day. She’d heard most of what was said on the bridge before she fell asleep. Tulip couldn’t imagine how hard it must be to hear the truth about his real father the way he had.

Korom pulled her closer, burying his face in her hair. He stayed there for a moment, drawing in the smell of her hair. Finally, he pulled back and met her eyes.

“I won’t give up on him. I swear. As long as he never touches you or your sisters, or any other female on Toria, I will give him a chance. But the moment he does something unforgivable I will do what I must.”

She smiled, “He doesn’t want any of the Torian women, including my sisters, I can guarantee that.”

His brow rose, “You can? How?”

“His mate is on Earth, Korom. At least, I’m ninety nine percent sure she’s on Earth. She has an Earthy name.”

He stared at her for a moment. “His Tymora is on Earth? How can you be sure? How does he know?”

She rolled to the side, curling her body against his. She rested her head on his chest, her leg sliding over his thigh.

“He told me her name is Alison. That’s a pretty common name on Earth. He said he saw her in visions. He thinks she lives on a water world, but I think she was on a boat in the ocean. That’s why he didn’t see any land. It makes sense that she would be on a boat while the Spinners attacked. They didn’t seem to be interested in the oceans at all. A lot of people ran for boats when the attack began.”

She felt him nod, “Yes. From the update I received from lower commander Murso, many human survivors have come in from the waters of your world.”

“Do you think we could find her?”

He sighed, “I do not know. There are many survivors on Earth. Over five hundred million so far.”

Tulip’s eyes went wide, before tears began to collect. “Really? So many?”

“Yes. Every day, more come out of hiding. Your world still suffered a great loss of life, but the human race will survive.”

She sobered, “Billions died, Korom. Earth had almost eight billion people before the attack. God.”

He tightened his arm around her. “I’m sorry, Tulip. I understand how hard it must be to think of your world in such a way. But I swear to you, the Decagon will help rebuild your planet. Those that survived will live on. Those lost will never be forgotten.”

“I know.”

They lay quietly for a while, Tulip lost in the thoughts of what Earth must be going through. What all those people must be going through. She lost her father in the attack, but her sisters had survived. Many lost so much more. Wives, husbands, children, entire families. It broke her heart to think of it.

“If you wish, I will ask Murso to look for any female with the name Alison. The Torian’s left behind have begun a tagging system of all the survivors to make it easier to reunite families and loved ones. They have tagged all those that have survived, which is how we know how many are alive. But if you want me to, I will find this female. But if she does not want to leave her home or meet with Lorzarian, I will not force her.”

“No,” She agreed, “But I think she will want to. Lorzarian said he had visions of her. Do you think she is having them as well?”

“I don’t know. I know so little of my own race.”

His voice had gone somber, a sadness radiating off him.

“But your brother does. He said he would tell you everything he knows.”

She knew she was pushing, but she couldn’t imagine not having one of her sisters with her. Or finding her after so long and not wanting to get to know her at all.

He kissed the top of her head, “Rest now, my love. Tomorrow we will return to Toria and begin preparing for this threat.”

She snuggled into him more, loving how small and safe she felt in his arms. It took a while, but she finally drifted off to sleep, her mind filled with the hope her home world had because of the incredible men she met in an old farmhouse.

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