Space Orcs and the Thief

Last of the Orcqlaneasions

Solar Black

Solar Blackboard Publishing

Copyright © 2024 Solar Blackboard Publishing

All rights reserved

The characters and events portrayed in this book are fictitious. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

No part of this book may be reproduced, or stored in a retrieval system, or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording, or otherwise, without express written permission of the publisher.

ISBN-13: 9781234567890
ISBN-10: 1477123456

Cover design by: SB-AI Design
Library of Congress Control Number: 2018675309
Printed in the United States of America

Space Orcs and the Thief

The Last of the Orcqlaneasions

Chapter 1: Thalia Montgomery

A hangover is a brutal reminder of life's poor decisions. Every ache and pain pulses like a drum, in sync with my relentless migraine. Standing feels like an insurmountable task. I could always hold my liquor, but the next day always hit hard, especially on this outlaw moon—KX-7. This place was so forsaken, it hadn't even earned a proper name.

Shrugging off the effects of the previous night like a bad-fitting bra, I surveyed my surroundings. The chaos of KX-7 was palpable. Neon lights flickered ominously, casting eerie glows on the dilapidated buildings lining the streets. Crowds of the desperate and the dangerous swarmed the avenues, each person lost in their own struggle for survival. There was no sign of my teammates, and judging by the empty pouch that once held my credits, they and my funds were long gone. I supposed I should count myself lucky they hadn't sold me to a skin peddler. I needed to make some quick decisions, or else I'd find my options limited—with working in a brothel being the best among them.

As I wandered through the alien streets, I was reminded of home—and not in a good way. Mean streets are mean streets, especially for a scrawny mixed-race kid from Baltimore. "Damn it," I muttered to no one in particular, rubbing my temples as memories rushed to the forefront.

“Thalia Montgomery, did you hide that comb?” Grandma Beah’s voice echoed in my head even now.

“No, Grandma,” I replied, and we both knew it was a lie. I absolutely hated getting my hair combed. Especially when Grandma would say, “Girl, you got good hair. Now be still and let me get through all this hair.” As much as I hated getting my hair combed, those were good memories—but they always sparked the bad ones.

“We’re sorry, honey,” was how that faded, rough memory always began. My principal pulled me out of class to tell me my family had been killed in a car accident. There had only been Grandma and Dad. My mom had died shortly after my birth. I’d only ever seen pictures of her that Grandma hid so my dad wouldn’t be sad. She was a beautiful Filipino woman with long black hair that flowed past her hips. My dad had met her while he was in the marines, stationed in the Philippines. Grandma said it was love at first sight—my dad, a big gruff Black man from Baltimore, marrying a beautiful Filipino woman with long, flowing hair.

The memories grew darker from there. Foster homes, fighting, more foster homes, running away; getting in with the wrong crowd. For a while, they seemed like family too. It was fun taking what we wanted, having no consequences. I took my anger out on the world, not caring who I hurt.

That came to an end, though, in the most obvious of ways. I was arrested. When the judge learned my background, he gave me two options: jail or the marines.

Looking around at my surroundings now, on this distant moon, I questioned the decision I made almost two decades ago.

Lost in my thoughts, I didn't notice the two small beings that literally ran into me.

“We are so sorry, most exceptional human female,” they said in an odd, synchronized chorus.

“It’s okay, be more careful in the future,” I replied, turning to walk away. But something compelled me to glance back. They looked completely out of their element, garbed in white lab coats that entirely concealed their brownish-gray, toad-like forms. Each stood no taller than five feet. I recognized them immediately as Pstoadys from my time as a comms analyst during the Distant Wars. Pstoadys were alien scientists, a very non-threatening species known for their dedication to the study of science and research.

I wondered what they were doing on KX-7.

Facing them again, I gave a brief introduction. "I'm Thalia Montgomery, a freelance contractor. Looks like you two could use some assistance."

"I am Torvak and I am Tovak. We are stranded. Our ship was damaged, and we were robbed. We cannot afford the repairs," they replied, their agitation growing with each word.

I surveyed my surroundings, years of military instinct kicking in. "We shouldn't stay here; it's too dangerous. Where is your ship?"

"It's docked at the repair dock. But we have no funds to get it out. We could take the funds. We could never. Yes, we can. We can then repay them with more than credits could ever give them. No, this is not right. Our director would never want us to do this. We must remember our purpose. To help others, yes to help others," they said in unison. It was bizarre, almost like hearing a conversation you might have with yourself.

"Let's get to your ship and see what the options are. Maybe we can help each other," I suggested. Their faces took on what must have been the alien equivalent of a smile, though it looked more like a painful grimace.

"Yes, we will help you!" they said, almost giddily.

Their ship turned out to be a small Galactic Alliance space shuttle. These shuttles were typically pre-programmed to a set destination, so I wondered how the toad-like aliens had ended up so far off course on KX-7. Something didn’t quite add up, but I couldn't put my finger on it. I didn’t sense any malice or threat from them, but then again, I had just been abandoned by my crewmates, so maybe my instincts were off.

“Okay, guys, what was that plan you were arguing about earlier?” I asked.

"There's a ship docked nearby. It's unguarded, and it has enough wealth to cover our repairs and get you off this planet too."

I raised an eyebrow, it sounded too good to be true. "What's the catch?"

"The ship belongs to Orcqlaneasions. They are warriors. They can be very dangerous. They are also protectors. They would help us. Why would they help us? We could help them. They could hurt us. The mighty Space Orcs of Orcqlaneasus would never hurt us. They would if we stole from them. We cannot do it. We are not exceptional,” they said at the conclusion of their odd, chorus back-and-forth conversation. It made my head hurt even more listening to them.

I weighed my options. Stealing from Space Orcs was risky, but staying on KX-7 was a death sentence. I nodded. "Alright, I'll do it."

The taller Pstoady handed me a small hacking device. "The ship is docked on the far side of the repair dock where they house the larger vessels. You can use this device to gain entrance, and once inside, use it on the console to transfer funds directly into an account we will set up for you. When you return, you can transfer what we need to our account," they explained.

We spent the next hour with the Pstoadys showing me how to use the device to hack into the Space Orcs' operating system. We took a break so I could clean up. Still feeling the effects of my hangover, I knew a shower, some food, and a little rest would help me get back to my old self. It was truly fortunate to run into the Pstoadys when we both needed each other's help.

I woke up sometime later in the evening. The Pstoadys had provided me with a rich meal that promptly put me to sleep.The thought of the Space Orcs must have been lingering in my mind, as I found myself having incredibly vivid and erotic dreams about them.

These dreams were unlike any I had experienced before, so realistic and intense that it felt like I was actually living them out. Although their faces remained a mystery to me, I knew every inch of their bodies intimately. Every touch sent shivers down my spine as they explored my skin with precision and passion. Their rough hands left trails of pleasure on my breasts, their sharp fangs teasing my nipples. The weight of their strong, thick cocks pressed against my pussy and ass, filling me with desire and an unquenchable thirst for more.

The sensations were so intense, I was amazed by their sheer authenticity. My dreams had never been this potent and realistic before. As I lay in bed, my body slick with sweat, I couldn't shake the sense that these dreams held more than mere flights of fancy. They felt like windows into a future I could never have predicted - one brimming with passion and longing beyond anything I had ever experienced.

Later that night, after more coaching from the Pstoadys, I infiltrated the ship, my movements swift and silent. Using the hacking device I’d been given, I thought it was almost too easy, but then again who in their right mind would steal from  Orcqlaneasions.

The Space Orcs' ship was an imposing vessel, bristling with weaponry and technology far beyond my understanding. I was thankful again for the crash course the toad-like aliens had given me on using the device.

Just as I successfully hacked into the system and transferred the funds from the Space Orcs' account to mine, I heard the heavy thud of footsteps approaching the ship. Panic surged through me. I frantically scanned the bridge for a hiding spot, my heart pounding in my chest. I barely managed to slip behind a large console just as the Space Orcs entered.

From my cramped position, I could see each of them taking their places—one in the captain's chair, another at navigation, and the third at communications. They moved with a relaxed confidence, talking to each other in deep, resonant voices that sent shivers down my spine. This was the first time I had seen them up close, and their presence was overwhelming.

The first Space Orc, the one who sat in the captain's chair, was an imposing figure, easily over seven feet tall. His skin was a deep, forest green, gleaming under the dim lights of the bridge. His muscles were like sculpted granite, rippling with every movement. Long, thick black hair cascaded down his back, adding to his formidable presence. He wore spalding armor across his broad shoulders, leaving his massive chest bare. His hands were enormous, each finger tipped with a claw-like nail, and his legs were covered in leather-like leggings that hugged his powerful thighs. Numerous scars adorned his body, testament to countless battles, with one particularly prominent scar running down the right side of his cheek, adding a rugged edge to his already intimidating visage.

The second orc, stationed at the navigation console, had skin of a slightly lighter shade of green, almost like moss. He was equally tall and muscular, with veins visible under his skin, emphasizing the raw power contained within his frame. His long black hair was pulled back into a ponytail, giving him a somewhat younger and more approachable appearance compared to the first orc. His armor was adorned with intricate patterns, and his bare chest also showed several battle scars, each telling a story of past conflicts. Despite his size and strength, his hands moved deftly over the controls, in an easy practiced manner.

The third orc, stationed at communications, had a rich, emerald green complexion. He was just as tall as his companions, with muscles that looked like they were carved from stone. His shoulder-length black hair framed his face, giving him a striking appearance. His spalding armor had a slight metallic sheen, contrasting with the dark leather of his leggings. Though he had fewer scars than the others, his intense demeanor more than made up for it. His large, strong hands moved with surprising precision over the console, and his eyes burned with an intense focus. An easy smile often played on his lips, seeming to mask a quiet deadliness lurking beneath the surface.

As I watched them, I couldn't help but be struck by their attractiveness. Their rugged features, the way their muscles moved beneath their skin, the intensity in their eyes—it all resonated with something deep within me. The dreams had shown us as passionate lovers and now, being so close to them, I felt an inexplicable connection.

Struggling to control my breathing, I attempted to keep myself calm. However, the intense dreams I had of them flooded my mind, almost as if they were premonitions of what was to come. The vivid images of their claw-like hands roaming my body, their lustful desires penetrating every inch of me, made it challenging to concentrate on the present danger at hand.

My heart raced as I crouched, hoping that they wouldn’t find me. The rush of adrenaline mixed with the strange sense of déjà vu from my dreams created a surreal atmosphere. It almost felt like this moment was meant to be. Deep down, I knew these creatures were more than just strangers; they held a key to my fate. All I had to do was make it through this encounter to uncover their connection to my destiny.

As I lay hidden behind the console, my heart pounding, I could hear the Space Orcs talking among themselves. Their deep voices filled the bridge, and I listened intently, my curiosity piqued despite my fear.

The one in the captain's chair, the orc with the deep, forest green skin, sighed heavily. "Thargok, what are your thoughts,  should we go back to our homeworld? There's nothing there for us anymore."

Thargok, the one at the navigation console with the moss-green skin, shook his head. "Gorak, you know as well as I do that home is just a memory now. No Orcqlaneasion females remain, and without a mate, what future do we have? It's a bleak existence."

The emerald-skinned orc at communications, Varnok, chimed in, his smooth voice tinged with frustration. "We roam the galaxy with no purpose. No females from other species have consented to mate with us. We're warriors without a cause, drifting from one battle to the next."

Thargok leaned back in his chair, his expression contemplative. "I've heard rumors about human females. Some say they might be a possibility for us."

Gorak’s deep voice rumbled with disbelief. "Humans? They're too fragile. Could they even withstand a single day in our world, let alone a night in our bed? What small human female could handle the power of our cocks, the force of our seed, and the weight of bearing our young? They would never survive mating with one of us, let alone all four. We are built for battle and endurance; they wouldn't stand a chance."

Varnok nodded in agreement. "Gorak is right. Human females are too delicate. They wouldn't make good mates. The idea of a human mating with us, taking our phalluses in every opening, receiving our seed deep inside their womb, and being drenched in our essence with our seed oozing from their bodies–unimaginable.  They could never accept the power of a mating.”

Gorak's eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "And even if they could endure, a human wouldn't be capable of forming the life force bond that would bind us further together. Such a bond is beyond their understanding. They are known to be feckless creatures. No brother, humans are not an option."

Thargok’s gaze softened slightly. "We've been bound brothers since we were children. Whatever happens, we face it together. A mate would only strengthen that bond, but without one, we will persevere."

Varnok looked at Gorak and Thargok with a mixture of pride and determination. "We are brothers, and our bond is unbreakable. We'll keep searching, and we won't give up. Together, we'll face whatever the future holds."

As they made the decision to continue their journey, I was filled with a strange mix of emotions. Their conversation had given me a glimpse into their inner beings, exposing both their vulnerabilities and strengths. It was as if I were connected to them in some inexplicable way. And as my mind raced with thoughts of a potential future as their human mate, despite their strong disdain for the idea, my body reacted with intense yearning. Their words ignited a fierce desire within me, bringing me to climax without any physical touch. I longed to reveal myself to them, but it was not yet possible. For now, I needed to focus on surviving this encounter and uncovering what fate had in store for all of us.

“Brothers, let us each retire to our quarters for the night. We cannot know what fate awaits us tomorrow. Best to be well-rested for whatever may come,” Varnok said as they departed from the bridge.

My mind was a whirlwind after eavesdropping on the Space Orcs. Part of me wanted to go to them, to be a part of their future, but that would be suicide. They’d probably kill me for being an intruder before I got a word out.

I rose from my cramped position to make my way off the ship, but my body betrayed me. Sharp cramps rooted me in place. I couldn't understand it. I hadn't had cramps in years. Once I’d joined the space marines, I had a surgical implant that stopped cramps, periods, ovulation—essentially the whole menstrual cycle. The only downside was that it also reduced libido to non-existence, which made the vivid, erotic dreams featuring the Space Orcs even more remarkable.

I managed to escape the Orcqlaneasion ship unnoticed and made my way back to the Pstoadys.

“Thalia Montgomery, you are back?” they said, their voices dripping with surprise.

“You sound like you didn’t expect me to make it,” I retorted. “The credits were transferred to my account, so you can take what you need to get your ship repaired in the morning. Leave me my cut, and we can go our separate ways.” I was fed up with dealing with the toad-looking aliens and their weird chorus voices. Adding to my frustration were the unexpected cramps, a sensation I hadn't experienced in a decade. I was tired, horny, and irritable, and the Pstoadys were the only ones I could take my ire out on.

“Thalia Montgomery, are you in pain? We have a hypo-spray. How can we help?” they asked, their concern genuine.

Grateful for the promise of pain relief, I grunted, “Yeah, give it to me. I’m exhausted. Wake me when the repairs start in the morning.”

I trudged to the small cot in the sleeping section of the shuttle, every step heavy with fatigue. As I lay down, my mind still buzzed with the images of the Space Orcs and the strange connection I felt to them. But for now, all I could do was rest and hope that the morning would bring some clarity.

Chapter 2: Varnok Zenn - Space Orc

The morning sun cast a harsh light over the dilapidated streets of KX-7. Inside the newly outfitted ship, we prepared for departure. The bridge was abuzz with activity as we ran systems checks one last time.

Gorak, sitting in the captain's chair, tapped a few commands into the console. "Let's make sure the payment for the weapons upgrade has gone through. We don’t want any problems with departure," he said, his deep voice resonating through the room.

Thargok, at the navigation console, frowned as he pulled up the financial records. "Gorak, there's something wrong here. The payment didn’t go through."

Posted at the comms station I looked over Thargok's shoulder. "What do you mean? We had more than enough credits."

Thargok's frown deepened. "We've been hacked. Someone transferred a significant amount out of our account."

Gorak's eyes narrowed, his anger barely contained. "Who would dare steal from us?"

My hands moved swiftly over the console as I accessed the ship's surveillance footage. "Let's find out. Bringing up the security feed now."

The screen flickered to life, showing a playback of the previous night. We watched as a figure moved stealthily through the ship, accessing the console and transferring the funds.

The camera zoomed in, revealing a stunning human female with smooth, mocha-colored skin and cascading waves of jet-black hair. Standing tall at almost 6 feet, she exuded an air of confidence and beauty. Every inch of her was perfect - from her full, luscious lips to her round and plump behind. Her ample breasts commanded attention, while her slightly curved stomach hinted at a softness beneath her flawless exterior.  I immediately pictured myself nestled between her thick thighs, eagerly tasting her sweetness whenever the chance presented itself. Gorak’s voice interrupted my lustful thoughts.

"A human female? Here, on our ship?" Gorak's eyes widened in surprise.

Thargok's expression was one of incredulity. "She was in the room with us while we talked. How did we not notice?"

With quick and precise movements, I accessed the surveillance system of KX-7. "Let's track her movements after she left our ship."

The screen now displayed various camera angles from around the spaceport. We watched as the human female made her way back to a small shuttle.

"That’s a Galactic Alliance shuttle," I stated. "I’ll contact one of the brethren attached to the Alliance for a bit more information.” I immediately contacted another Orcqlaneasion ship via the comms system.  My fingers quickly went over the console as I established a connection with Talix Krynn, a security officer attached to the Galactic Alliance. The screen flickered before Talix’s stern face appeared.

"Greetings Brother Talix, we need information on a Galactic Alliance shuttle currently harboring a human female thief," I said my voice tense with urgency.

“Greetings Brother Varnok.” Talix’s eyes narrowed. "Describe the shuttle."

I gave Talix the ship’s registry number that was visible on camera.

Talix exchanged a glance with someone off-screen. "We know the shuttle. It’s the one with the Pstoadys twins, Torvak and Tovak. We've been looking for the them. They’re currently wanted for questioning."

Another face appeared on the screen—Kaelix Voss, another Galactic Alliance security officer. "If you find them, hold them and bring them to Orcqlaneasus," he ordered.

We exchanged surprised glances. "Back to our homeworld?" Gorak questioned.

Just then, a very pregnant Black woman came into view. "Technically, we are not on the homeworld, just hovering around outside the atmosphere, because I haven't been cleared by the directorate since I’m not Orcqlaneasion," she said, her frustration evident. "It doesn't make sense because all four of my mates are Orcqlaneasions, as well as my unborn babies."

Zephix Jorin, another security officer and clearly one of her mates, walked into the frame and put his arms around her. "Come, let's get you some rest," he said gently, guiding her away as her soft sobs could be heard in the background.

My bound brothers and I were shocked and speechless.

Aerix Thorn, another security officer, and another of her mates, appeared on the screen offering an explanation. “We all worked together on Med-Base 7. On the final day, the Pstoadys, a species known for scientific manipulation,  administered a potent dose of enhanced pheromones to our mate without her consent. It overwhelmed her, causing her senses to heighten and her attentiveness to amplify, making her more open to receiving our seed. She accepted us as her mates and is now carrying our offspring within her womb. The Pstoadys, advised us to return to Orcqlaneasus with our colleague. At the time we set a course for our homeworld we did not know she had been dosed or that she was our mate, we were simply concerned for her well-being.”

Varnok shook his head, trying to process the information. "This changes everything."

Aerix nodded. "We have to contact the directorate again and console our mate. We trust you to handle the Pstoadys."

The screen went dark, and we were left in stunned silence.

Gorak finally broke the silence. "Brothers, we have much to do. Varnok, access our Orcqlaneasus account and transfer funds to pay for the ship upgrade.  We want no problems departing.”

“Consider it done, brother,” Varnok replied.

“Thargok come with me to apprehend the Pstoadys and the human female. I want to set a course to our homeworld within the hour,” Gorak commanded.

"Agreed," Thargok said, determination in his eyes. "Let's move quickly."

Chapter 3: Thalia Montgomery

I woke with a sharp jolt, my body trembling from the intense pain that shot through it. It was worse than any hangover I’d experienced before. As I slowly regained consciousness, fragments of my dreams came flooding back to me. My mind conjured up vivid visions of being entwined with each of the three males, both separately and together. The thought sent a tingling sensation through my body, as if I was already experiencing the pleasure and ecstasy that lay ahead. I could almost feel their hands on my skin, their lips on my body, their bodies moving in perfect harmony with mine. The anticipation and desire built up within me until it was almost unbearable. Their deep voices and muscular bodies lingered in my mind, along with their discussions about human females being potential mates. The images of me with all three males played on an endless loop, causing a mix of discomfort and longing to stir within me.

Leaving the small cot, I noticed the Pstoadys had left me breakfast along with a note. It read:

*Thalia,

We have gone to ensure the repairs on our ship commence. Thank you for your help. Remember, you can access the funds at any time. We hope you feel better and have left you a hypo-sprays in case you are in discomfort this morning and on your journey. It would be wise to leave after breakfast to avoid any run-ins with the Space Orcs.

Best, Torvak and Tovak*

I found the hypo-spray and injected myself, feeling a small measure of relief. I then accessed the ship's comm unit to arrange transport off KX-7. Finding a suitable passage, I arranged my escape and stepped out of the shuttle.

Almost immediately, I was confronted by two of the Space Orcs, Gorak and Thargok. I tried to stand my ground, but the cramps doubled me over in pain. Struggling to stand, I felt Gorak's strong arms lift me.

"Thargok, find the Pstoadys," Gorak ordered, while I writhed in pain, murmuring, "Help me... help me..."

Seeing Thargok attempt to leave, I grabbed his clawed-hand, my eyes pleading with him. "Don't leave me. I need you."

Gorak hesitated. "Wait, Thargok. We need to take her back to the ship."

Gorak and Thargok exchanged looks of concern. Gorak carried me while Thargok retrieved my bag. I hovered in and out of consciousness as they hurriedly returned to their ship.

Once on board, Gorak barked orders, "Get underway to our homeworld. We're taking her with us."

Thargok nodded. "I'll find out what I can about her." He looked at me, then added, "She needs us."

I was in too much pain to protest as Gorak carried me to a room with a large bed. My body was burning up, fevered and weak, and I struggled to stay conscious. He placed me gently on the bed, and I caught a glimpse of his scarred face, torn by conflicting emotions. Concern was etched across his features, but there was also hesitation and distrust. I had seen that look before. I had broken into his ship and stolen from him. Could he trust me?

My strength waned, and I could no longer fight the darkness encroaching on my vision. I surrendered to it, slipping into unconsciousness.

Chapter 4: Gorak Malak - Space Orc

I decided to leave her in the room and returned to the bridge. "What have you learned about our little thief?" I  asked Varnok.

Varnok, working at the console, responded, "Her name is Thalia Montgomery. She came from Earth with a group of space marines assigned to logistics during the Distant Wars. Since the wars ended, she's been with various alien mercenaries, former soldiers from Galactic Alliance planets."

A small beep drew our attention to Thalia's bag. Varnok cautiously opened it and found a small message disc. He inserted it into the console, and a recorded message from the Pstoadys played.

"Greetings, Warriors of Orcqlaneasus. We are Tovak and Torvak of the Planet Pstoadys. We have been tasked with a great mission by our most adored director, Dr. Nina Bridges, mate of the Space Orcs: Kaelix Voss, Talix Krynn, Zephix Jorin, or Aerix Thorne. Our mission is to assist the males of Orcqlaneasus in their quest to find mates and ensure procreation to prevent the extinction of their species.

We witnessed the mighty warriors Gorak Malak, Thargok Vorr, and Varnok Zenn to be excellent representatives of their kind and worthy of progeneration during our sojourn at KX-7. We arranged for the human Thalia Montgomery to be left by her crewmates on KX-7. We were able to run a series of examinations on Thalia Montgomery and found that she was compatible with Orcqlaneasion physiology. By accessing her Earth files, we learned that she had committed minor crimes in her youth. We postulated that, given the correct incentive, we could entice Thalia Montgomery to commit theft to assist her cause and that of ours. This would grant her access to the Orcqlaneasion males, and with the synthesized pheromone, would trigger human estrus.

We have been successful in our endeavor, as Thalia Montgomery is currently on your ship. We advise you to take Thalia Montgomery to Orcqlaneasus with all due haste. We understand the gravity of this episode and are grateful to assist. We require no thanks."

We stood in stunned silence as the message ended. I struggled to contain my battle rage upon hearing the revelations. "They orchestrated this... all of it," I said, seething with anger.

Thargok nodded, still processing the information. "They manipulated her and us to ensure the survival of our species."

Varnok glanced towards the room where Thalia was resting. "We must get her to Orcqlaneasus. If she truly is our mate, we need to protect her."

"Let's test out these new upgrades and see how quickly we can reach our home planet," I declared confidently. "We can't afford any delays." Thargok pushed the engines into hyper-drive, propelling us towards our destination.

With determination and a sense of duty, we prepared ourselves for the journey ahead, fully aware that our choices could impact the fate of our future generations and possibly even our entire species. And at the center of it all was Thalia Montgomery, still unconscious but with a destiny intertwined with ours in ways we couldn't have foreseen.

I turned to Varnok, my anger simmering just below the surface. "Varnok, contact our brethren. See if they can provide any additional information and let them know the Pstoadys got away."

Varnok nodded. "Should I tell them about our situation and ask for advice?"

"Yes," I replied firmly. "Put the ship on autopilot. We need to focus on Thalia."

After leaving the bridge, I returned to the mating room to check on our mate. She was lying in bed, restless and caught in between states of wakefulness and sleep. Her clothes were scattered on the floor next to her, a clear indication of her distress. Over and over, she moaned for help and pleaded for release. Thargok and Varnok joined me shortly after, their expressions mirroring my own as we observed our mate in agony. We all stood around her bed, transfixed by the beauty of this human woman who had unexpectedly become the center of our world.

Thalia's skin was a smooth blend of dark and creamy tones, her body adorned with curves that seem to flow seamlessly together. Her long, dark hair cascaded over her body in a waterfall of curls, creating a frame around her as she moved restlessly on the bed. Her enormous, exposed breasts heaved and glistened with sweat as she writhed on the bed. I was consumed with an insatiable need to taste her, my mouth watering at the sight of her thick, dark nipples beckoning me closer. Golden legs stretched out in perfection, parting to reveal glistening folds of wetness between her thighs. I could feel my own body heat rising as she beckoned me closer, her desperate desire leaking from every pore.

"She's beautiful," Thargok murmured, his voice tinged with longing.

"But we can't force this," Varnok added, his eyes filled with concern. "We don't want her to choose us because she has no other option. We need her consent, her desire to be our mate."

I nodded in agreement. "We will give her release, but we will withhold our own pleasure until she willingly consents to be our mate."

We moved closer to Thalia, our hands gentle and reverent as we touched her fevered skin. We took turns caressing her body, our fingers tracing every curve and crevice.

I cupped her face in my palms and leaned closer, my fangs grazing against her pump, ripe lips. She gazed back at me with wide eyes, now alert and responsive. Playfully, she tugged at my lower lip with her teeth, inviting me to deepen the kiss. As our tongues met and danced together, I couldn't help but savor her flavor reminiscent of qwizi nectar - a sweet fruit from my childhood that still held a special place in my heart.

Meanwhile, my brother Thargok was busy exploring her breasts, sucking and teasing one nipple while tugging at the other. I watched with excitement as my tongue continued to intertwine with hers, imagining my future babe nursing at her breast and tasting the same sweetness I would.

Lost in the passion of our kiss, I felt Thalia's hand grasp my hair as she deepened our connection. But suddenly, she pulled away with a moan of pleasure. As I opened my eyes, I saw Varnok between my thighs, his skilled tongue having brought  Thalia to orgasm. A flicker of envy passed through me as I observed him raise his face, drenched in her abundant liquid heat. But the feeling was quickly replaced by arousal at the shared intimacy.

She looked at us with clear eyes, our beautiful, passionate mate. She was magnificent, a sensual masterpiece. We smiled, knowing we had brought her some relief. We wanted her to feel safe, to know that despite the orchestrated circumstances, we respected her autonomy.

I gently pressed my lips to her cheek and whispered, "Rest now, we'll talk later." She had already cooled down and heeded my words, immediately drifting off into slumber. My bound brothers followed behind as we left the room in silence.

Our desire for Thalia was undeniable, but we were determined to wait for her willing consent. This was about more than just our survival; it was about forming a true bond with a mate who wanted to be with us.

Chapter 5: Thalia Montgomery

I awoke with a start, feeling more rested than I had in days. For the first time, my sleep hadn't been plagued by fevered dreams, and I had the Space Orcs to thank for that. Now, I had to figure out how to navigate the situation I was in. I was aboard a ship racing through space with three huge, powerful Space Orcs on our way to their home world. All they knew about me was that I stole from them, but they were compassionate enough to take me on board because I was in pain. That had to mean something.

I knew I couldn't hide out in this cabin forever. I got out of bed and noticed my tank top, fatigues, and underwear from yesterday had been cleaned and folded neatly on a cabinet nearby. I surveyed the room and found the panel for the lavatory. Inside, I discovered a toilet, sink, shower, soaps, and supplies. I quickly took a shower, avoiding getting my massive hair too wet, then dressed in the freshly cleaned clothes.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself and approached the bridge to greet the Space Orcs. As I entered, Varnok was the first to see me and welcomed me with a nod. "Good to see you up and about, Thalia."

He started to introduce himself and the others, but I cut him off before he could continue. "I know who you all are. I overheard you the night I... well, you know."

They exchanged glances, unsure of what to say next. I continued, "First, I want to thank you for taking care of me, for the clothes, and for helping me feel better."

Varnok responded with a gleam in his eye. “No thanks are necessary, it was truly my–our pleasure."

A surge of heat surged through my body remembering what we shared. I ignored it and continued on. “So, you are headed back to your home planet, right?”  I asked, trying to sound casual.

Thargok responded with a smile in his voice. “Yes, we have long awaited this day, to return to our home world with one so beautiful.”

I felt myself blushing, which was not a small feat since I don’t think I had done that since I was a girl. But this Space Orc was so sweet and endearing it made me return his smile.  “That’s so sweet, and I really appreciate everything but I really don’t want to go to Orc-your home world. I would really appreciate it if you dropped me off on the first human-friendly planet.”

Thargok’s smile faltered, and he exchanged a concerned glance with Gorak and Varnok.

"No," Gorak replied. "We can't just drop you off anywhere, we’re headed to Orcqlaneasus."

I frowned, frustration boiling up inside me. "I’m sorry about stealing from you, but you can’t just keep me and take me wherever. There are rules about that, even in another galaxy.” I tried to continue when suddenly, a sharp pain gripped my abdomen. "Damn, what is going on?"

The Orcs exchanged curious looks. Thargok stepped forward. "We need to show you something."

They played a vid from the Pstoadys, and as I watched, my shock turned to fury. "What did they do to me?" I whispered, barely containing my anger.

"We have contacts on Orcqlaneasus who can explain everything," Varnok said gently. "But you need to know that this situation is serious. We can't just drop you off anywhere. Your condition requires immediate attention."

I glared at the screen, my mind racing. The betrayal, the manipulation—it was almost too much to process. "I can’t believe they did this to me. Why?"

Gorak’s expression softened, his tone earnest. "We don’t fully understand their motives either, but right now, our priority is your safety. Coming with us to Orcqlaneasus is the best way to ensure that."

Feeling another wave of pain, I clutched my abdomen, the reality of my situation sinking in. Despite my anger and frustration, I knew they were right. There was no other option. "Fine," I muttered, my voice tight with pain. "Take me to your home world."

Replaying the Pstoadys vid over and over in my head, I kept coming to one thought that incensed me beyond all imagining. "I'm especially angry at the bitch who orchestrated this!" I snapped, another wave of cramps hitting me. I continued my angry rant. “You would think if you planned to drag me across the galaxy, you might attempt to at least feed me,” I complained.

Thargok left to get food while Gorak and Varnok stayed with me. I noticed Varnok's knowing smile and saw that Gorak had a similar look. A flash of an image of Varnok’s head between my thighs played in my mind again, making my heart race.

I tried to ignore them, which was made easier by the constant twisting cramps attacking my insides. In pain and without thinking, I asked, "Can I have my bag with my things?"

Varnok handed it to me, smirking somewhat less as he saw the pain I was in. I rummaged through and found the hypo-spray, preparing to give myself a shot.

"So, to be clear, I’m supposed to be your mate or something?" I asked, looking at them skeptically.

"Yes," Gorak said. "Adding you to our unit would complete our group."

I felt unsure. "What do I have to do?" I asked, my voice wavering slightly.

"You would have to mate with us and carry our young," Varnok explained gently. "Children are a shared responsibility among all in the family unit."

The thought overwhelmed me. "I’m not maternal at all. I don’t know the first thing about being a mother," I admitted, memories of my lonely childhood and foster care flooding my mind.

Gorak’s expression softened slightly. "Our children would be cared for by all of us. You wouldn't be alone in this."

Despite their reassurances, I still felt the weight of the situation pressing down on me. I took the hypo-spray out my bag and injected myself, hoping for some relief.

Varnok and Gorak exchanged worried glances. "What?" I snapped, irritated by their silent communication.

Varnok spoke cautiously. "We think the pheromone from the Pstoadys may have been in the hypo-spray you just used."

I screamed in frustration. "You couldn’t have told me that earlier?"

Gorak's anger flared. "You should have more sense than to trust something given to you by strange aliens. You're in this predicament because of the risks you took."

He paced the room, his powerful muscles tensing with each step. I could see the frustration etched in his features; his jaw clenched tightly. In his eyes, I could sense his judgment. To him, I was reckless and impulsive. I was someone who acted first and thought later, someone who got herself into trouble without considering the consequences.

"You're not cautious," he continued, his voice a low growl. "You’re flighty and irresponsible. If I had a choice, someone with your character would be the last being I would want as a mate."

His words stung, but I couldn’t deny that my actions had led me here. Gorak's gaze softened slightly, but the resolve remained. "Unfortunately, fate has decreed it differently. I have no choice but to mate you, unsuitable as you may be, to ensure the next generation of my species."

His frustration was palpable. He didn't want this any more than I did, but the survival of his kind depended on it. The weight of our situation hung heavily in the air as I tried to process the reality of our circumstances.

"Well, I definitely don’t want you!" I shot back, my frustration boiling over once again.

Just then, Thargok returned with food. I snatched it from him and stormed back to my room, slamming the door behind me.

Chapter 6: Thargok Vorr - Space Orc

My beautiful Thalia snatched the tray of food from my claws so quickly that I was amazed the entire meal didn’t go flying off and scatter across the floor.

I asked, “What just happened?

"Gorak and she argued," Varnok explained. "She might not want to be our mate now."

Gorak snorted, “She has no choice. None of us do"

I shook my head. "Of course she has a choice." There had to be options, what we needed was more information. We needed help through this situation.  I advised, “Varnok, should get our brethren Orcqlaneasions on the comm for assistance."

Agreeing, Varnok opened a comm channel and  contacted Kaelix Voss, Talix Krynn, Zephix Jorin, Aerix Thorne, and their pregnant mate, Dr. Nina Bridges. I was still amazed that my brethren had succeeded in finding a mate. I hoped she would make another appearance on screen, showing off her belly. I couldn't help but imagine our beautiful Thalia heavy with our children.

I pulled myself from my daydream as our brethren appeared on the vid screen, and Gorak updated them on the situation, including the escape of the Pstoadys. As soon as the Pstoadys were mentioned, their mate, Dr. Nina Bridges, stepped into view on the screen.

Seeing her appear, Gorak growled, his fury palpable, "Dr. Bridges, why did you give the Pstoadys this mission?" The intensity in his eyes reflected his deep mistrust and anger.

His growl was met with an equally fierce response from Dr. Nina Bridges' mates. Zephix stepped forward, his voice a low, menacing rumble. “Our mate did not give the Pstoadys a mission. She was their first victim. Tread carefully, brother, before you accuse our mate of something beyond her control.”

After viewing the vid, Dr. Bridges looked distraught. "Oh no, what have they done?"

Sensing the imminent catastrophe, I intervened, trying to calm the situation. “Brothers, we mean no disrespect to you or your mate. It is our great honor that you have agreed to help us.” I took a deep breath and continued, "We believe Thalia has had at least two doses of the pheromones, possibly more."

Concern deepened in Dr. Bridges' eyes. “That’s awful. You must–you must mate her. The pain she will be in is excruciating. If you don’t, the consequences could be dire for her—she could die."

We were stunned. "How can you be certain?" I asked, the gravity of the situation sinking in.

She sighed; her expression weary. "I tried to find a way to counteract the effects, and every simulation came up with the same result. If mating does not occur, the subject will die."

With this new understanding, the urgency of our mission became painfully clear. We had to ensure Thalia's survival, and the only way to do that was to make her our mate.

As my bound brothers continued to bombard Dr. Bridges with questions, I knew I had to leave. I had to find our mate and offer her comfort. Even if she did not choose to be our mate, I would ease her pain and bring her release from suffering.

As I stepped into the mating room, my primal instincts took over. My eyes fixated on Thalia, her nude body splayed out on the bed in a seductive pose. Her knees bent and one hand delving in and out of her gushing pussy, while the other was busy squeezing and tugging at her swollen nipple.

I stood transfixed, unable to move as I watched her pleasure herself. But she wasn't satisfied with just her own touch. She locked eyes with me and continued to finger herself with one hand while spreading her legs even wider, exposing every inch of her weeping, empty pussy.

The sight alone was enough to send a jolt of desire straight to my core. I could feel my cock pulsating and growing harder by the second, almost painfully so.

And then she spoke my name in a husky voice that sent shivers down my spine. "Thargok," she purred, beckoning me forward with a single word. "Fuck me."

Driven by a primal hunger, I tore off my clothing and buried my face between her thighs. The scent of her filled my nostrils, her moans echoed in my ears, and her image seared into my mind.

My tongue ravaged her like a wild beast, desperate for the taste of her on my lips. Unlike my smooth-tongued bound brother Varnok, I was rough and feral in my desire for her. My mouth devoured her, savoring every drop of her sweet, spicy nectar as it flooded out of her. I thrust my tongue inside her, tasting every inch of her velvety walls. With each thrust, she writhed and convulsed in pleasure, rewarding me with another gush of her intoxicating juices. My claws dug into the soft flesh of her ass, holding her in place as I plundered deeper and deeper into her throbbing core.

She pleaded, “Please, Thargok, take me as your mate.”

I hesitated, unsure if she truly meant it or if it was a result of the intense pleasure I had just given her. Could she really want to be with me, or was she simply under the influence of my touch? With a heavy heart, I gathered her in my arms and looked into her amber eyes.

“I desire nothing more than for you to be my mate, but this choice must be yours and yours alone, not influenced by science manipulation.”

She kissed my cheek and whispered, “I choose you. I may not understand everything, but my heart and body both call out to you. We fit together perfectly, even with Gorak. And with that, our lips met in a passionate kiss, her body pressing tightly against mine as she slowly lowered herself onto my throbbing cock. Every inch of her tightness felt like pure ecstasy.

My brothers' presence was more felt than heard as they entered the room. They watched in silence at the intimate moment between my mate and I. Breaking the silence, Gorak spoke up.

"Has she given her consent to be our mate, bear our young, and complete our life force?" It suddenly dawned on me that I had not asked her; she had simply chosen me. But perhaps it was for the best - with my bound brothers nearby, our mate poised to take my cock. Gazing into her eyes, I asked my beautiful Thalia, "Will you accept my seed and be my life mate?" I could feel her pushing her pussy down harder onto my throbbing cock in response.

“Yes,” she said, fully sheathing my cock in her pussy. I could feel every inch of my cock buried deep inside my mate's wet warmth. The outline of my shaft pressed against her stomach as she rode me with wild abandon, her large breasts swaying in time to the motion. Her body spasmed and quaked with each new peak of pleasure, until finally she slowed to catch her breath.

Taking advantage of the moment, I flipped us over so that she was on her back, still impaled on my throbbing cock. With a ferocious energy, I plunged into her again and again, reaching depths that almost surpassed her womb. Our moans and cries echoed through the room as I ravished my mate like a true warrior, giving us both boundless pleasure. As my climax approached, I could feel my balls tightening and knew I wouldn't last much longer. With a primal growl, I released inside her, filling her with my potent seed. Despite our shared exhaustion, we couldn't resist each other any longer and I turned us once more so that she was back on top of me.

Varnok eventually pulled her off my trembling cock, leaving us both surprised by the loss of physical connection.

"Oh brother," I said, not ready to let go of our dear mate just yet. Still, I couldn't help but smile as Varnok lifted her up in his arms and spun her around. We were all ecstatic she had chosen us as mates, perhaps even Gorak.

Chapter 7: Thalia Montgomery

I wasn't ready to let go of Thargok, but Varnok pulled me away from him. Varnok spun me around in his arms, a pleased smile on his face as I had chosen to be their mate. I wrapped my legs around his waist and felt Thargok's semen dripping from my body.

Varnok held me tightly and kissed me deeply. His sculpted muscular body was a work of art, and it was no surprise that he was an exceptional kisser; he was the first one who made me climax with just his tongue. He playfully smacked my butt and squeezed it as he looked at me seriously.

"Thalia, will you take my seed and be my mate?" he asked, using the  ritualistic phrase in their culture.

"Hell yeah," I exclaimed, hugging him tightly in return. He then pushed me onto the now-empty bed, guiding me onto my hands and knees. He caressed my backside and gave it a few spanks that sent a pleasurable tingle through my body. He positioned himself behind me and penetrated deep inside. This new angle allowed him to go even deeper, past my cervix and into my womb. Varnok's movements were smooth and skillful, making me moan with pleasure with each thrust.

Just as we were getting into it, Gorak interrupted us with a stern comment, "That's not exactly how you're supposed to respond to that question."

Leave it to Gorak to mess up a good fuck session. My eyes squeezed shut as I tried to block out his presence, focusing only on the relentless pounding of Varnok inside me. His skilled thrusts sent waves of pleasure coursing through my body, threatening to overwhelm me.

Suddenly, a sharp tug on my nipple broke through my haze and I looked down to see Thargok latched onto it with his fangs, roughly scratching with each suckle. The mixture of pain and pleasure sent me over the edge once again, my screams echoing off the walls.

As I gasped for air, Gorak's cock appeared next to my lips, his dark, forest green member glistening with pre-cum. Without hesitation, I stuck out my tongue and tasted the minty fluid, savoring its delicious flavor. Despite knowing it was from Gorak, I couldn't resist wanting more. I eagerly licked and slurped at his cock, craving the intense sensations it brought.

Gorak wrapped his claws in my hair and forced himself deeper into my mouth, hitting the back of my throat with his massive size. The triple sensations were overwhelming - Varnok's powerful thrusts, Thargok's firm touch on my breasts, and Gorak's thick cock filling my mouth.

Lost in a haze of pleasure and desire, I surrendered completely to their control. They owned me with every move they made, pushing me to heights of ecstasy that I never thought possible. In that moment, nothing else mattered except for the intense pleasure flooding through my body as I succumbed to their insatiable desires.

My body writhed in ecstasy as Varnok and I reached our peak together, his pulsing member filling me with his seed as I clenched onto him tightly. With every thrust, he released a flourish of his essence into my waiting womb, claiming me as his own with each powerful motion.

As Varnok pulled out of me, I could feel the remnants of our intense union dripping from my swollen core. Gorak finally exited from my throat, giving me a chance to catch my breath, and Thargok ceased troubling my breasts. My entire body lay limp on the bed, completely exhausted from the countless orgasms that wracked through me.

But just as I thought it was over, Gorak's voice cut through the post-coital haze. "We're not done yet, little thief. We're just getting started." Leave it to him to bring up that incident in such a sensual moment. He was always an asshole.

With his weathered green clawed hand, Gorak grabbed my face and spoke with a commanding tone. "Thalia Montgomery, reckless human thief who flits around the universe without a care or responsibility. Do you consent to take my seed and become my mate, bearing my young and accepting all the responsibilities that come with it?"

I knew I should say no, especially after the way he phrased it. But deep down, I knew he was right. I had been drifting alone for so long, without any sense of belonging or purpose. And now here they were - my anchor, my port, my safe haven.

With tears in my eyes, I spoke my answer. "Yes, I will be your mate. I will bear your young and learn to be a mother. Our life forces will be intertwined as one." As I said those words, I couldn't help but realize the weight of what I had just agreed to. But in that moment, I knew it was the right choice and I had found my true home.

Gorak's strong arms enveloped me, pulling me tightly against his rock-hard body. I straddled his lap, feeling the heat of his massive bulge beneath me. His lips crashed onto mine in a passionate kiss, igniting a fire within my core. As he lifted me slightly, his knuckles grazed my throbbing clit, sending shivers of pleasure through my body. Behind me, another set of claws traced down my spine before dipping between my slick folds and gathering my juices. A sense of dread washed over me as I realized what was about to happen.

But Gorak's expertly thrusting hips quickly distracted me from my fear as he plunged into my pussy with a force that took my breath away. I had expected to be in control while on top, but instead I found myself at Gorak's mercy as he commanded my body with each powerful thrust. One hand cupped and squeezed my breast while the other pinched and twisted my nipple, driving me wild with pleasure.

Meanwhile, a wet tongue teased and prodded at my tight back entrance, coaxing it open for something much larger. It was Thargok, preparing me for his thick cock. I moaned in anticipation and fear when Thargok's spearhead cock pressed insistently against my back door, causing me to tense up. But Gorak only fucked harder, forcing my body to relax and accept Thargok's girthy intrusion. I cried out as both orcs filled me completely - one in front and one behind - stretching me to new limits.

As they began to move in sync, their rhythm became almost hypnotic. In and out, back and forth...I couldn't keep up with their intense pace as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, Varnok shoved his thick emerald green cock into my mouth, shutting off any chance for escape. He pounded relentlessly into the back of my throat while his brothers continued to ravage me from front to back.

My senses were overloaded, my body shaking with the intensity of my orgasms. But they weren't finished yet - all three orcs pushed deep into their final thrusts, spilling their hot seed inside me until I was overflowing with their alien essence. I was theirs, completely and utterly lost in the overwhelming intensity of being their mate, their equal, and they were mine.

Chapter 8: Gorak Malak - Mate

The journey to Orcqlaneasus had been a time of adjustment and discovery. Thalia Montgomery, now our mate, had brought a whirlwind of change into our lives. Each day aboard the ship brought new experiences and deeper understanding, though not without its challenges.

Thargok and Thalia had an easy, carefree relationship. He was her shadow, always close by, ready with a comforting embrace or a playful tease. I often found them cuddled together, Thalia perched on his lap, both content in each other’s presence. They seemed to have a natural bond that required little effort.

Varnok and Thalia’s relationship, however, was a different story. He was the rebel, her kindred spirit, and she was drawn to him like a bemeth to a flame. Their dynamic was intense, filled with reckless adventures and impulsive decisions. I watched with a mix of fascination and concern as Varnok encouraged her wild side, delighting in every moment of their shared mischief.

Then there was my relationship with Thalia. It hadn't evolved much since the beginning. Distrust and deception had marked our start, and despite our efforts, we couldn’t seem to move past it to a place of forgiveness and acceptance. She spent the least time with me, only approaching at the urging of Thargok and Varnok. This situation couldn’t continue as it was, not if we were going to grow as mates and solidify our bond.

As we neared our home world, we received a transmission from the directorate. "You must not enter Orcqlaneasus space with your human mate," they said sternly. "Outsiders are not allowed on the home world."

Thargok, Varnok, and I exchanged frustrated looks. "Mates should be allowed," I argued. "It's been generations since anyone has had a mate. We deserve this chance."

"Your case will be considered," the directorate replied. "However, the other human mate is pregnant with Orcqlaneasion children, which may grant her entry. You must verify if Thalia is also pregnant."

We contacted Dr. Nina Bridges, the human mate of the other Space Orcs, even though our groups had recently not been on the best terms. The past issues with the Pstoadys were a sore spot, but we needed her help.

We explained our situation to our brother Orcqlaneasions. Dr. Bridges appeared on the screen, her expression neutral. "Do you have the medical equipment to check for pregnancy?" she asked.

"We have a med-scanner," I replied. "But it's not programmed for human physiology."

Dr. Bridges sent over the necessary specifications. "Reprogram your scanner with these. It will detect pregnancy by identifying embryonic sacs."

As Varnok reprogrammed the med-scanner, I could feel the tension in the room. Thalia sat on Thargok’s lap, her expression a mix of anxiety and hope. Varnok ran the device over her stomach, and we all watched the screen intently.

"There!" Dr. Bridges exclaimed. "You see those small sacs? Those are embryonic sacs. There are three of them. Thalia is definitely pregnant!"

Thargok and Varnok erupted in joy, their enthusiasm filling the room. Thalia stepped out of Thargok's embrace, tears in her eyes. I moved to her side, wrapping her in my arms.

"Everything will be okay," I murmured, sensing her solemn mood. "You are not alone in this."

She looked up at me, her eyes searching mine. For the first time, I saw a glimmer of connection. "Thank you, Gorak," she whispered.

The path ahead was still uncertain, but at that moment, I knew we would face it together, bound by the new lives growing within her. Our journey was just beginning, and despite the challenges, we would forge our future as a family.

Epilogue

“We should send a message to the Director, Nina Bridges, so that she can see our successes. Yes, she could monitor or progress. Dr. Bridges has four mates, and soon four babies. Sadly, she won’t be able to help us. Sadly, she won’t. We should monitor her progress, and that of the other human-Orcqlaneasion matings. Yes, that is a good idea. There should be more to have a representative sample, correct. Yes, that is correct. We must find others to help.  Yes, we must help others. That is our mission given to us by our beloved Director.”

About The Author

Solar Black

Solar Black is a talented author who combines her passion for romance, fantasy, and science fiction in the popular "The Last of the Orcqlaneasions" series. Her books center around strong and diverse female protagonists, known for their steamy and arousing scenes that ignite passion. Her writing crafts captivating tales of adventure and everlasting love.

The Last of the Orcqlaneasions

In a distant galaxy, the "Last of the Orcqlaneasions" series chronicles the dwindling population of giant warriors. These formidable creatures are the toughest beings in all the galaxies, feared by their enemies and revered by their allies. Bound brothers of two, three, or four form unbreakable bonds and search for human mates to complete their unit, carry their young, and share their life force. Without females, their species teeters on the brink of extinction. With every passing day, their numbers decrease and their hope for survival dwindles. Desperate for a solution, they scour the universe for rare human mates, hoping they will be the key to their salvation. Despite their fierce reputation, they are willing to risk it all for the fragile human who could potentially save their kind from disappearing forever.

Space Orcs and the Director

At the end of the Distant Wars, Med-Space Gamma-7 is set to close. Dr. Nina Bridges, the human director from Earth, faces an uncertain future alongside her security team, four fierce Orcqlaneasions—the last of their dwindling species. Kaelix Voss, Talix Krynn, Zephix Jorin, and Aerix Thorne, each a towering warrior with a powerful presence, find themselves drawn to Nina in a bond fueled by overwhelming passion and a desperate desire to ensure the survival of their kind. As they navigate the aftermath of the wars, will they overcome their differences and find lasting love, or will their turbulent pasts and ingrained distrust keep them apart? In this tale of desire and destiny, the stakes are higher than ever.

Space Orcs and the Thief

Thalia Montgomery, a former space marine turned mercenary, is stranded and fighting for survival on the dangerous moon of KX-7. In the midst of chaos, she comes across two Pstoadys scientists in desperate need of help. Their solution? A daring heist from a damaged ship.

But this isn't just any ship; it belongs to three fierce Orcqlaneasion warriors, Gorak Malak, Thargok Vorr, and Varnok Zenn. These bound brothers are not only skilled fighters but also the last hope for their dying civilization. They seek a female mate to complete their unit and ensure the survival of their race.

Undeterred by rumors of their ferocity, Thalia successfully steals the money she needs. However, when the warriors review their surveillance footage, they become captivated by the brave human woman. Could Thalia be the missing piece they've been searching for, or is she just a desperate criminal willing to risk everything.  In a world where courage and cunning intersect, Thalia must navigate a treacherous path where the line between predator and prey blurs. Will she become the savior of a dying race or the ultimate fugitive on this lawless moon?

Immerse yourself in the thrilling and passionate sci-fi adventure, "Space Orcs and the Thief," the second installment of "The Last of the Orcqlaneasions” series.

Space Orcs and the Pilot