Page 60 of Guardians

“Home,” Diego told her. “We need privacy to form the soul bond.”

Bundled up in her warmest coat, a knit hat and scarf, Lexie jogged along to keep up with her mates’ long strides. The clinic was part of the central complex that also contained the lodge, communal kitchen, and dining hall. They followed a winding path through the center of the village until they came to the cluster containing their cabin.

There was only one reason they needed privacy to form this link. Clearly, they intended to have sex with her. She wasn’t opposed to the act, but why was fucking necessary to form a psychic link?

Malik shut and locked the door while Diego pulled off her outerwear.

“Is it really necessary to have sex or is this a form of stress relief?” She tried to smile, but her lips didn’t cooperate. She raised her arms so Diego could strip off her sweater and the T-shirt underneath.

“It will be easier to link our minds while our bodies are joined,” Malik said as he helped Diego remove her clothing.

“And I really need to fuck you,” Diego admitted with an unapologetic grin.

His brash honesty calmed her nerves more effectively than hollow reassurance. “Have you ever formed a soul bond before?”Her clothing soon lay in a pile at her feet, so she helped them undress as well.

Diego shook his head. “I’ve formed psychic links before, but never a soul bond. This sort of connection is once in a lifetime.”

Trepidation shivered down her spine. She wanted to ensure Kane’s recovery, but permanently linking her mind with anyone was intimidating. And this required an interactive link with three other people. They would be able to hear her thoughts and sense her emotions all the time. She trusted her mates not to harm her. Still, she’d never made herself this vulnerable before.

Diego quickly shed his clothing, then took her face between his hands. “If Kane’s life were not on the line, we would give you more time. That’s simply not an option.”

She nodded and nervously licked her lips. She understood what was at stake. Malik and Raphael had tried everything else. It was this or life without Kane. “I trust you to keep me safe. You wouldn’t have agreed to this if it were harmful.”

“Good girl.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead, then led her into the bedroom.

Naked now, Malik was on their heels.

They pressed in around her as they stood beside the bed. Diego claimed her mouth in a deep, commanding kiss while Malik cupped her breasts and teased her nipples. She responded to Diego’s kiss, but her mind was on Kane. Would this work? Would the energy be enough? Would the link form in time to save him?

Diego eased her away and looked deep into her eyes. “You need to be entirely present, or this will not work.”

“I’m sorry, Sir. I’ll try harder.”

His night-dark gaze narrowed, and his lips pressed together as he considered their options. Then he sat on the edge of the bed and pulled her down over his lap. “I am not angry with you, mate. This is not a punishment. The fastest way to focus your mind is to stimulate your senses.”

It was the only warning she got before his hand smacked her bottom harder than ever before. She cried out in anger and surprise, instinctively kicking as discomfort spread over her upturned cheeks. As always, the resulting heat sank into her pussy, making her inner muscles clinch and her clit twitch. He alternated sides, peppering her flesh with stinging slaps.

Lexie twisted and squirmed, trying to avoid his firm swats. Her core ached and her mind would focus for a moment, then images of Kane flickered back to life. She couldn’t enjoy sex while he lay dying. It just felt wrong.

Diego picked her up and tossed her onto the bed on her back. She yelped and arched her hips, trying to minimize the pressure on her sore bottom.

“Your turn,” he told Malik. “I’ll be right back.”

Malik knelt beside the bed and grabbed the underside of her knees. He dragged her hips right to the edge of the mattress then draped her legs over his broad shoulders. His mouth covered her slit and his tongue pushed deep into her pussy.

Lexie moaned helplessly as Malik boldly fucked her with his tongue. Over and over he pushed into her core, stimulating and teasing her with just a hint of penetration. “Good girls are rewarded with orgasms,” he whispered in between thrusts. “Bad girls are teased.” He rubbed her clit as his tongue continued toslide in and out of her needy core. “And distracted mates get their pussies spanked.”

He slapped her wet folds and Lexie cried out sharply. The impact stung, but her clit tingled and her inner muscles rippled. He slapped her again then parted her folds and sucked on her sensitive clit.

Lexie arched her hips, pressing her pussy against his mouth. He took her right to the edge then released her clit and spanked her again. Frustration propelled her cry out this time as the orgasm slipped away.

Malik had taken her right to the edge of release four times when Diego returned. Malik crawled onto the bed and turned her over, then he drew her arms above her head. She was bent over the side of the bed, toes just barely touching the floor. She could turn her head sharply to one side or the other or press her face into the bedding. The position was far from comfortable, and Malik held her firmly, ensuring that she stayed put. Diego stood behind her, or was he more to one side? She could only see him out of the corner of her eye.

“Are you ready to focus on our pleasure?” Diego asked as he lightly rubbed her sensitized cheeks, reawakening the stinging heat.

“I can’t help being worried about Kane,” she argued. “You’re worried too.”

Something smacked down across both her cheeks, dragging a startled yell from her throat. It felt like a belt, only heavier, more impact than sting. No, cancel that. The sting built steadily as the shock of the impact wore off. She twisted around so she could see what he was using. It was a wide synth-leather strap.

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