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And then, in the most un-Finn-like move of all time, he picks me up fireman style and rushes past a smiling Beck and Leith. “Out of the way,” he shouts at a stunned Piers.

Finn only carries me for a few minutes. It’s a thirty-minute hike to our swimming spot. “Put me down,” I say. “I need you at full force when we get there.”

His lips press together. “I can carry you.”

I tug gently at the hairs at the nape of his neck. “I know you can. But I want to walk.” That does it. He stops and places me on my own two feet. We hold hands again and lead the pack to our spot.

The swimming hole is less of a hole and more of an inlet that is protected on most sides by high banks. It’s on Piers’ property so no one uses it but us and the animals. Finn holds my hand as we pick our way down the path.

“Graham messaged earlier. He said our investors are all in on your Find Your Match campaign.”

I smile. It’s been ten months since I left OmegaBox. It was hard saying goodbye, mostly because it had been me and Lark for so long and I’ve never worked without her. But it was the right thing.

Jazz took over my spot like it had always been hers to claim, and I took on marketing for Finn and Graham’s company, Scent Match Worldwide. It’s objectively a boring name, but it tells people exactly what it is, and from a marketing perspective, that makes my job easier.

The company’s been in a soft-launch for the last six months. But in three weeks it opens fully to the rest of the world. Thus the mini-vacation and celebration here in Nantucket. Lucy and Lark and both their packs will be here tomorrow, including sweet baby Wren who is going to look adorable in the watermelon outfits I bought her.

But today? Today is for us. It’s a chance to celebrate Finn’s company and his success privately. And also, I’m not going to lie, a chance to have sex outside. Because I love outside sex. It’s the closest I’ll ever come to being outdoorsy.

“Here good?” Piers asks, setting down the basket on the sand.

“Perfect.” I stand on tiptoes and kiss him. “Now get to unpacking, sir.” I slap his ass and giggle as he mumbles something about bossy omegas.

Beck has the speakers bumping before I even have a chance to kick off my shoes. He strips quickly and runs into the water, knees high. “Fucking cold today,” he yells, then dives under. He reappears several feet away. “Oh, sugar, you’re going to need me to keep you warm in here today.”

I smirk. “I think Finn can handle it.”

Beck pushes his hair back. “Definitely not. It’s going to be a whole pack responsibility. Wouldn’t want you to freeze off any of your parts. I’m partial to most of them.”

“Only most of them?” Piers teases before tapping my ass. “I love all of them.”

“Very diplomatic,” I say, giving him one more kiss before I pull my dress over my head. Four pairs of eyes find me immediately, the way they always do, and I let them look because I have never once in my life been shy about my body and I'm not starting now.

“Who’s going to volunteer to keep me warm first?” I bait all of them as I walk slowly toward the water, letting my hips sway in that way that I know captures all their interest.

Piers, Finn, and Leith compete to see who can remove their clothes the fastest, but none are as quick as Beck, who is standing on the bank waiting for me. “Come here, sugar. I’ll protect you from the cold.”

“Fuck, you’re freezing!” I squeal as he pulls me close, wrapping his cold, wet body around mine.

“Best way to get used to the cold is to dive in.” Then he picks me up and launches both of us into the water.

“No! N—” my last protest is cut off as my head submerges into the coldest fucking water I’ve ever felt. I come up sputtering and slapping blindly at a laughing Beck.

“Give it a second, darlin’. You’ll feel good real quick.” He pulls me close to his body.

My legs wrap around his waist of their own volition. His hard cock nestles against me. I settle, allowing his body’s heat to transfer its warmth to mine.

“See? You’re already feeling better.” Beck nuzzles my ear.

“Maybe a little,” I admit.

The sound of splashes draw my attention. Finn, Leith, and Piers are walking into the water. Their naked bodies all so different and perfect under the sun. Finn’s face crinkles when the cold water reaches the top of his thighs. Piers lets out a single whoop, before diving under. Leith stomps in, like he is at war with the frigid waters.

And then, I’m surrounded by all four. As Beck predicted, my body starts to adjust to the cold. Slick hands and mouths caress my skin, until I don’t even notice the water anymore. Beck passes me to Piers, who holds me close to his chest, hands kneading my ass as he kisses me deeply.

I slide down his body until my feet touch. I have to stand on tiptoe to keep my head above the water.

“Come here, baby. Let me help you.” Leith grabs my hand then tugs me until I’m between him and Finn. Leith at my front, Finn at my back. Their hands are everywhere. Sliding along my thighs. Cupping my ass. Kneading my belly.