Bella's POV

It was time.

Twenty-Four Hours. Then she would arrive. Victoria was on her way across the country with her army of New Born Vampires and with the intention of destroying my friends - my family - and taking my life. When we had been training in the woods, when we had been strategizing and plotting out escape routes - just in case - it had seemed so far away. That the inevitable battle would not come so soon, that we had time. But there I was, in a tent in the freezing mountains with Edward. Awaiting news. Awaiting Dawn. I was huddled up in two sleeping bags and three blankets, cocooned in comfort but somehow, the cold still found a way to sink into my bones and leave me in an endless chill.

Edward sat across from me. I'd asked him to get in with me, to hold me in his arms. Not for warmth as I wouldn't get any from being pressed against Edward but for comfort. I needed to hold him. To have him hold me and give me a stupid sense of security. But he had told me that I was already shivering, that having him hold me would just result in my getting colder, possibly frost-bite. We'd argued but he had made up his mind. I was alone.

I hadn't realized how cold it would get. One moment the sun had been beginning to set and the next, I had been in the tent blowing into my palms while harsh wind blew the sheets and the walls of tent around me. I tried to keep myself still, to show Edward that I wasn't as cold as I was but it was as if he could finally read my mind. Just when I thought I couldn't get colder, I did and he would wrap me in another blanket. Jake was out there somewhere, in wolf form and scouting the perimeter of our little camp site. It had been a while since Edward had told me where Jake was and what he saw. It was a while since Edward had spoken at all. I knew if I asked him, he'd say that it was because he wanted me to get some sleep or that it was because he was listening for any sign of trouble or Jake. They both may have been true but the main reason he didn't feel like talking was because he was scared.

Edward didn't get scared often and when he did, he didn't like to show it. But in the short time Edward had been a part of my life, I had come to recognize the majority of his facial expressions. He could hide them off course but he had other things on his mind. I just wished that I could have said something to comfort him. Everyone had been fussing over me for so long. I just felt...useless.

"You feel better?" Jake whispered into my ear. He had showed up not long ago and after discovering exactly how freezing I was, crawled in beside me. Edward didn't like it. It seemed that our...extracurricular activities had softened my boys up to one another, but Edward didn't like the fact that I found more comfort in having Jacob next to me than him. He understood, of course, that it was the warmth I craved but still, he seemed on edge.

"Yeah." I mumbled against Jacob's chest. His body was firm, but soft and warm. He was shirtless, boiling! I had spent so long wanting to be a vampire but right then and there, I would have given anything to be a werewolf. To never get cold. I rested my head on Jake's chest, listening to the beating of his heart and enjoying the warmth on my cheek. His hot breath on my neck and his smooth hands rubbing my body.

"I'll be back soon." Edward said. I spun to him, reaching for him without thinking about it. "Don't go!" I gasped.

"It's just Alice. She wants to speak with me about tomorrow. I'll be back in half an hour." He said. I clung to his fingers, refusing to let go. He dropped to his knees and despite the fact I lay across Jacob's half naked body and the fact Jacob was watching, Edward grabbed my face with both hands and kissed me harshly on the lips. The sudden ice against my previously warming skin sent a jolt of surprise through me but if anything, it just made me want to hold him closer. Finally he pulled back, his fingers burning along my jaw as he stepped away. Then he was gone, out of the door and had it zipped back up before a second had passed.

"You're not worried, are you?" Jake asked as he sat up, his arms slithering beneath my own and hauling me into the space between his legs so his body heat warmed me from behind. "He'll be right back." After a few seconds, I sighed and collapsed back under the covers, wallowing in the blending heat and cold. It got darker out, the pale grey of the tent walls turned black in what seemed to be no time at all. The winds never ceased their attack on us, not once. Jake just kept rubbing me; it was a wonder he didn't get tired of rubbing, but I was thankful that he refused to stop. It was still cold, and every so often the blanket would ruffle, releasing my heart and allowing a slither of ice to creep in.

"Talk?" I asked. Jake, who had his eyes closed but refused to sleep, opened one eye. I looked into that wide, dark eye. Soft but held a hidden power.

"What about?" He pondered, edging closer to tuck the blankets in.

"Anything." I murmured. It was as if I could sense him smiling.

"Alright, I'll talk." He said and talk he did. For the longest time, Jacob talked. He talked about anything and everything; it had started with him telling me all about the work he had been doing on the car I had seen that day in his garage (The one Seth and I had started to fuck on - I decided not to mention that part) and how excited he was to finish it. He told me about news from his sisters and how their lives were going, along with how his Dad was and how Harry Clearwater had been getting worse. I prayed he'd be okay. After a while, Jake started telling me about more personal aspects of his life. He told me about how he felt with our current situation, with my agreement with Edward. He told me that it didn't bother him, that he enjoyed not only getting closer to me but being able to explore his own sexual desires and fantasies. Although he did worry, more often than not, that if anyone...untrustworthy learnt of my arrangement with Edward, that people would think rather horrible things about me.

Easy. Slut. Prostitute. Whore.

"That doesn't bother me," I reassured Jake. Sure, I'd rather not have people know about my private life with the people I cared about, but that didn't mean I was ashamed about it. It didn't matter what people called me. I was a girl who liked to have sex. A lot. I was in an open-relationship; no one was getting hurt by what I was doing. Jake still told me he didn't want anyone thinking negative thoughts about me and I kissed his cheek, reassuring him that no matter what, it wouldn't affect me.

Then Jacob talked about me. He told me all about how he felt when we first met, when his feelings developed for me and how they had changed, for the better, since I had asked him to be the one to take my virginity and introduce me to a world of unknown wonder. And then Jacob said something else...

"I'm in love you, Bella."

I closed my eyes, squeezing tightly and let a breath out of my nose. Oh Jake! Those words. Those stupid words! Jacob and I had told one another that we loved each other for a while now, it had become something we said thoughtlessly but this time, this time it was different. There was something in his voice. I couldn't quite put my finger on it but there was something that just expressed in the simplest form that although he was happy, happier than he had ever been that it still wasn't enough. Not that I wasn't enough, just that it wasn't enough for him. In those words, those words full of love and hope but also despair and sadness, he confessed that he was in love with me. Jacob wanted me and me alone. He didn't want there to be Edward or the Cullen's, he didn't want his pack. He wanted me.

"Say something." He whispered so silently that I barely heard it. I finally took in a breath and rolled around completely until I could look him in the eyes. Those big, beautiful eyes that were pooling with shimmering tears.

"Oh, Jake." I sighed, my finger-tips traced carefully down his face, across the planes of his chest. His heart drumming beneath my palm. "I love you too." I said.

It wasn't what he wanted to here. He wanted me to tell him I was in love with him. I was in love with him. Indisputably so and I think he knew that but I knew that if I told him, if I said it out loud, that it would make it all too real for him. It would be crossing a line that I didn't want to cross. It would mean damaging his fragile soul even further when the time came for me to die and awaken a vampire. When the time came for me to give up my wild adventures with my friends and commit myself to Edward and Edward alone for all eternity.

I couldn't do that to him.

"You'll never say it, will you?" He whispered. I shook my head and buried my face into his chest, tears spilling down my cheeks.

"I want to. I want to give that to you. But it'll hurt you too much in the end. I can't do that to you, it'd destroy me more than it would you." I cried. He wrapped his arms around me, my hands running along the muscles of his shoulders as he rested his chin on my forehead.

"Don't say it, then, Bella." I looked up, taking into account the shape of his face, even in the darkness. The stubble beneath my fingers, the curve of his lips and the warmth of his love. "You don't need to... I won't make you say it, if that makes it easier on you. But...I know you're in love with me too. I know you are and I'm in love with you and that...that will never go away." He used a single finger to lift my chin and he leaned in close. Despite our tears and the freezing cold outside, our kiss was extremely beautiful. Our lips met and froze in place for one, endless moment before he pulled away.

He smiled in the shadows, I could tell because of his shining teeth. "What's so funny?" I asked him, my hands running down his abs as he sat back.

"Your kisses." He explained poorly, "They're intoxicating. Like the moment your lips touch mine, I'm consumed with love for you. It's like every cell in my body is screaming 'Bella!' and I just need to touch you, to have you." He leaned in again and pressed his lips against my own, stronger this time and with more passion burning beyond it. I didn't feel such a sensation, although I did feel that the majority of the time with my lovers anyway. Once I had someone in mind, I had to have them. I lay back, with my head in the crease of the plump pillows and with Jacob leaning across me. His weight didn't bother me, nor did the heat as it intensified with his lust. If anything - it just made me hold him tighter.

He pulled away for a breath but then continued kissing me. As his fingers slid down and beneath my shirt and past the elastic of my waistband, I felt strange warmth that had nothing to do with the inherent temperature of his magnificent form. I recognized the sensation almost immediately. Being aroused was something I had become accustomed to.

"Jake..." I panted his name. I hadn't wanted this tonight, nor had I expected anyone would be in the mood.

"Do you want me to stop?" The tips of his fingers teased my folds, already making me tingle with anticipation. I rolled onto my side, facing away from him but it allowed for him to reach over and continue on. My breathing was coming out in nothing more than shortened puffs of air cold air. Cold, still so cold but with the movement of his fingers, with the stable way he held his body and the sturdy force of his crotch pressing against my thigh, I was beginning to rapidly heat up.

"No..." I sighed with a smile tugging onto the corners of my lips. "Keep going." So he did so. I lay there, Jake's hand movements causing my body to tense up and tingle, his hand moved my hair out his way and it exploded out across the pillow, giving him the freedom he desired to suck on my throat. Then the sound of a zipper caught my attention and the door to the tent opened. Edward had returned in less than half an hour. Edward's features were expressionless while he crawled inside, and then he stopped and looked out way. His features shifted and I winced.

"I'll be outside." He mumbled his voice barely a whisper.

"Stay."

"Bella?" It was Jacob who spoke. I reached below and held onto his fingers, an indicator to keep going. To keep rubbing my swollen clit in those firm circles. It was like his fingers were magic.

"If you want to stay...then stay." I said. With my free hand, I reached forward. Edward knelt there, his eyes lingering on my hand then Jacob and then me before he sighed and closed the tent door. I hadn't realized, when I said that, how awkward it would become. I just lay there, watching Edward while Jacob slowly began rubbing his crotch against my backside and his fingers rhythmically slid in and out of my clit. I couldn't have done that to Edward, to have left him outside in the cold - despite the fact he wouldn't have felt it - while Jacob and I had all the fun inside. I couldn't have done that too him. But was this the better alternative? To have him sit, trying to ignore the clear acts playing out before him with the woman he loved and another man?

I decided that Jacob and I didn't have to be the only ones gaining from this. "Join in." I told Edward. He looked my way, his brows furrowed. Not out of disgust, but out of confusion. Jacob's hand had stopped moving, as had his lips on my throat.

"Join in?" Jacob asked me. I nodded.

"Why not? We've done it before. This doesn't have to be awkward!" My voice was getting higher - whether or not that was due to the ecstasy coursing through my insides or out of pleasure, I didn't know. "You both want to; I can see it in your face, Edward." I could, it was clear that Edward was seriously considering my offer. Then he shook his head.

"You'll get cold." He told me.

"Jake's keeping me warm!" I laughed and that was the truth, it was as if we had indoor heating in our little tent. Edward didn't reply.

"Tell him, Jacob." I sighed. Jake looked at me, as if really questioning what I was asking of him, which I didn't quite understand myself. Edward and Jacob had done more than this before! Edward had fucked him in his own bed! I figured that the two were being awkward because of what Jacob and I had been discussing before, which Edward would have seen through Jake's memories. Jake stopped looking away and then he turned to Edward, something new in his eyes. Then he left me. I almost screamed at him for such a betrayal right then and there, but then I realized what he was doing. I ignored the cold that attacked like a demon the moment he left the safety of the covers and crawled across the tent.

Edward looked Jacob in the eye, a hint of warning in his glare. Though he didn't stop Jake when he reached up, shifted a tendril of Edward's bronze locks out of his face, and then forced Edward to kiss him. I found myself a little surprised by Jacob's bold action but it brought a smile to my face. Like always, it was so strange for me to see my boyfriend and best friend make out. The two men I was in love with (and who both loved me back) making out right beside me. Edward didn't move while they kissed; he remained, frozen in his crouch for the entirety of it while Jacob turned his head and moulded his lips to shape Edward's, really trying to not only give Edward a reason to stay but to impress me.

He accomplished both.

When they pulled apart, Edward had given up on his rather annoying statue state and moved forward. Jacob hurried back over to the sleeping bag and slid back in, and I wallowed in his warm welcome. Edward didn't hesitate, he crawled in beside me. I actually gasped out loud when Edward touched me, a jolt of frozen surprise. He noticed the expression and went to argue but I didn't give him the chance. I pounced. I used all my weight to pin him to the ground, while I leant across his body and kissed him. I shoved my tongue between his lips and played with his own, my hands raked down his chest, tearing the buttons from his shirt. All I had to do was ensure that Edward was in the mood; from that point on he'd be thinking about other things than how cold I was.

Jake chuckled at Edward's expression as he sat up beside me, his hands continuing to run up and down my body. "Ya know, Bella." Jake hummed, "You'd get warmer quicker if you took off your clothes. Survival One-Oh-One."

He had said the same thing earlier, and I hadn't listened. But now, I couldn't have stripped faster. I threw my hat away, and then worked on my jacket and then my jeans and boots. It was freezing, incredibly so that my skin covered with Goosebumps and my teeth begun chattering. My lips were firm and prominent, even in the dark. The cold lasted ten seconds before Jacob's arms slid beneath my own and he threw me between himself and Edward. Jake's- not surprisingly- already naked body pressed up against my own. Edward lay on my left, his lips the only body part touching me, working up and down one side of my throat and my cheek.

Jacobs fingers got back to work, making my legs clench when he suddenly slid several fingers in at one and begun thrusting unsympathetically. Those hand movements and the tickle of Edward's tongue against my skin increased the intensity of it tenfold. I reached down, my hand fumbling with Edward's pants until finally he took my hint and shook them off. He threw them across the tent and slid back in beside me. I twisted up onto my knees with my hair falling by my face and crawled closer to Edward who lay with his head against the pillow and his naked form exposed in front of me. I didn't waste any time.

I grabbed his growing member and begun jerking as hard as I could. It was freezing! Hard and cold, as well as smooth and flawless. I tried to ignore the cold, to focus on Jacob's hands and his fingers, ploughing into me from behind - my legs were squished together, making it harder for him to get access but he didn't let that stop him. He just got rougher. Edward's foreskin slid back and forth, back and forth with my movements, becoming slicker and easier to jerk as his pre-cum acted as a perfect lubricant. Neither one of us had expected we'd be doing this up on the mountain, so no one had brought lube or condoms but we refused to let that stop us.

I then lowered my head down and, using both hands, I slowly brushed my lips past the head of Edward's cock. The cold felt strange against my lips, tickling along with the taste of his pre-cum but I lowered my head down further, forcing his fore-skin back and using my tongue - which felt numb - I moved it around the head of his member in circular motions. I didn't pay much attention to what I did, as long as Edward kept moaning. His hand moved hair out of my face so he could see me and I glanced up, taking into account his liquid gold eyes. To see that I was giving him pleasure, that I was making him happy, filled me with a different kind of warmth.

It appeared that Jacob was feeling left out so, without asking, he grabbed my thighs, his fingers burning against my flesh as he separated my legs and my back arched. He gave my spine a long stoke before rubbing the tip of his cock against my wet folds. I gasped and jerked forward in surprise. Without lubricant and despite my natural wetness, it felt rough and strange as Jacob forced himself deep inside me, it shook me for a moment before he slowly pulled back and the pleasure kicked in.

"Oh god." I gasped, popping Edward's dick out of my mouth. That was all I got out before he pressed his hands against my head, a signal to not stop. Jake's rough pounding shook my head, causing my teeth to occasionally graze across Edward's wet member but I realised that despite the sensitivity, he couldn't be hurt. If anything, it only increased his pleasure. He even begun jerking his hips into my face, forcing his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. With each of Jacob's thrusts, pleasure coursed through me. Slow at first but the faster he got - the deeper he got - the faster it came on. I found myself shaking and then he pulled out completely and the sudden absence of his warmth radiating from within me made me cry out his name. He just laughed and crawled around. While I had freed Edward's cock from my lips, he sat up and moved too.

Jacob rolled over until he lay in the spot that had just been mine. He didn't waste any time, either, he just reached up and grabbed both of Edward's legs behind the knees and pulled gently, so Edward fell; his keens on either side of Jacob's head while Jacob opened his mouth and took in all of Edward. I watched Edward thrust into Jacob's mouth, the shape of his cock clear in his throat! My eyes widened but I just laughed. I grabbed the quilt and held it around my shoulders as I lay flat between Jake's legs. I pressed my lips softly against his throat and slowly, kiss by kiss, whispered my way down his body. I started at the hollow of his throat. Soft. Then I moved to his right, slightly firm nipple and pressed my lips against it; and then I moved to the left. Softer. I moved down through his pecks, my lips and tongue brushing between each crevice; my fingers ran through the soft hair of his happy trail and when I dragged them back down, they brushed through his trimmed pubic hair.

I finally forced my eyes away from Edward's naked form and took Jacob into my mouth to warm what Edward had frozen. We remained like that for so long, all of our moaning and calling each other's name got so loud it got hard to tell the difference between our moaning and the harsh winds outside. Finally, I realized that I was getting very little action. This wasn't meant to be about heating me up, right? I pulled back and let Jacob's thick, throbbing member fly free.

"One of you fuck me, already." I growled. Edward glanced down at me and laughed. He dropped down, pulling himself away from Jacob and crawled over him until he hit me. He pinned me to the ground softly, almost completely submerged in blankets, duvets and clothing and lay across me. His golden eyes shining in the ember glow of the lamplight and the pale outline of his body, shining slightly despite the lack of any sunlight. He just glowed anyway. An angel. And behind him? My fiery devil. Edward rested one hand above my head while the other reached down, sliding down the curve of my hip, his fingertips gliding down over my thigh and between my legs where he positioned himself carefully.

I let my head drop back while he leaned in close, his nose nuzzling the side of my throat. I knew getting this closer to me, his singer was the hardest thing possible for him and that it took every aspect of his self control to stop himself from sinking his teeth into my skin right then and there. I often wondered if he felt any pleasure at all due to his lack of freedom but from the faces he made when he slid his member inside of me. It was wet, and slippery, thanks to both Jake and I and it didn't take long for the pleasure to return and for him to pick up his pace.

Then Jacob leaned in behind Edward.

I gasped. Was he really doing that? While Edward fucked me, Jacob was crouching low behind Edward and reading himself to fuck...Edward! I didn't know whether or not it would work: the clash of the temperatures, the untameable force Jake was bound to when he fucked, going up against the control and sensitivity of Edward's thrusts. It didn't seem like it would go down well but Edward closed his eyes and gave Jacob a reassuring nod, answering an unspoken question.

Then Jacob appeared at Edward's shoulder. He gave me that sheepish grin that said 'Can you believe this is actually happening?' And I laughed as he begun thrusting. "Fuck, Edward." Jake moaned against Edward's shoulder as he kissed it. "You're so tight!"

Edward smiled. I knew that Edward had...experimented his body in the past while alone and with toys and such but this was his first time being the one getting fucked, not the other way around. As Jacob finally loosened him up and begun thrusting, his uncomfortable face shifted into pleasure, as did my own when the tingles set off again.

It took a while but finally Edward and Jacob managed to maintain a steady yet strong pace, not caring about how fast they went. No one cared about the foreplay at this point; everyone was aiming for the main prize. Ten more minutes past and I was the first to hit it. I found my release drawing closer and closer until it hit me all of a sudden.

I gasped and tried to wrap my legs around Edward as he and Jacob thrust in time with one another and my sweet release begun. I yelled out load, my hands raked harshly down Edward's back and tears pooled in my eyes for an unknown reason. There was no pain, none at all, just an overwhelming, bewildering sense of pleasure, passion and love. Edward bit his lip and his hands clenched against the sheets and his cool seed exploded inside off me, making me shake and tremble beneath him. Lights danced across my vision, followed my black splotches that vanished as quickly as they had appeared and through it all, Jake just continued to laugh. It was only when Edward let himself collapse on top of me that Jacob finally finished and sprayed his cum all over Edward's backside.

I lay there and Edward lay beside me, Jacob on my other side just like before. Fire and ice, as cliché as it sounded and there I was. 'Room Temperature.' In the middle of them both. I found it hard to breathe so I just lay there, giving the world time to stop spinning and for the air to finally settle me down. Once the cold started seeping back in, Edward demanded that the two of us dress and we did so without argument. Then, as if it hadn't happened at all, Jacob and I were back in the sleeping bags, with Edward sat just above of us.

There was so much love, so much love! I was in love with Edward. I was in love with Jacob, and the two were in love with me. It was always Edward and it always would be, but it hurt so much to imagine a life without Jacob in my life. Not just without him there as a friend...but as more. It hurt my heart.

"Now get some sleep, the two of you." Edward said. He leant down and kissed Jacob on the lips once, before moving over and doing the same with me. It was strange, that he thought about kissing Jacob too. A part of me wondered...No. Insane. I shook away the thought and nestled down into Jake. His arm draped around the back of my neck and tried to let the gentle beating of his heart rock me to sleep but I knew I wouldn't sleep. The next day my loved ones were to fight to the death and who knew who would walk away unharmed.

FanWriter's Note:

Hey Everyone! I am so sorry that you have had to wait over a month for me to update this story. It just takes a lot to try and plan out detailed and interesting chapters, as well as - what's the word? - Unique and new sexual acts between Bella and the other characters. As I've said before, this story doesn't quite follow the same timeline as the original story. This story is set during the time of New Moon & Eclipse, although the two stories are kind of shortened down and squished into one time-frame. Jasper never attacked Bella at her birthday party and Bella discovered the truth about the Wolves before any of this. It's a confusing way to look at things, but it's the best way I can include new events and plot-details without having to fill in the awkward gaps we don't need.

Please, continue to review to let me know what you think of the story and further ideas on what pairings I can do as well as any cool idea's you may have regarding settings or build-ups to the intimate parts. Please don't take this to mean I'm asking for you guys to come up with the story for me, I have the story in mind I would just like to know what you guys would enjoy reading

P.S - Has anyone read 'Life and Death' yet? If you don't know, 'Life and Death' is a re-telling of Twilight written by Stephenie Meyer herself, where the characters from the original stories are gender-swapped! I loved the idea of it and thoroughly enjoyed reading it for the anniversary. I loved the twist-ending too! Did anyone else enjoy that?

~FanWriter Asher~