I do not own Twilight. No copyright infringement intended.

This was always intended to be the next extension of Pegged, but Slash/Backslash 4.0 lit a fire under me to finally write it. Sadly, I couldn't make the posting deadline for the contest. You should go read the entries, anyway.

Endless thanks to Naelany for her generous pre-read and enthusiastic encouragement. Don't worry, sweetcheeks – I'm nowhere near done with these kids just yet.

I heard the cap of the lube bottle, once to open, then a pause, then once more to close. He'd blindfolded me and positioned me face up on our bed, a folded blanket under my ass to elevate my hips. I felt open and exposed with my knees folded up above me, even with my ankles crossed and my heels held close to my crotch. I curled and flexed my toes and heard the joints crack. There was a snort of tense laughter behind me and to the right but the only other sound was the distant, arrhythmic pulse of bass from the music we'd left playing in the living room.

The bed dipped beside me and I felt his warm, smooth fingers trace the back of my left thigh, quietly encouraging me to relax, to let my legs fall open. I uncrossed my ankles and with shaking hands pulled my knees closer to my chest, shoulder width apart. I felt him place a feather soft kiss to the top of my foot when my shin grazed his jaw. Comforted by his tender gesture, I took a deep breath and allowed my left leg to rest against his chest.

"That's it, baby," he whispered.

The cold slide of lube startled me as he placed the tip of the heavy toy between my legs, gently dragging it to distribute the lube. He didn't turn it on, just let it rest against me, teasing me, moving it only a few centimeters and letting the weight of it suggest what I knew was to come.

"Love you," I croaked, clearing my throat afterward.

"Love you, too. So much."

I felt his body shift, and heard the distinctive sound of a cell phone camera; once, twice. I flinched.

"Shh. It's okay. You are so fucking hot like this. I want you to see, later." He kissed my foot again, resting his cheek against my instep. I felt his breath on my ankle, warm and steady. I nodded in agreement and heard the digital shutter click again and again from all sides of the bed. The toy began to hum against me on the lowest setting, barely a tickle of vibration. After a moment I felt warm all over, my pelvis curling and arching of its own accord as my body remembered other times we'd played like this. Well, not quite like this.

I clenched and released, hungry for him to move the toy, to push that lube over all my sensitive places, for him to slide it into me. He teased me with it, rubbing the toy more firmly against me, nudging the vibration slowly higher and higher.

"What are you thinking about right now?"

"Mmm, you."

He turned up the vibration to its highest setting but pulled the toy away after only a moment. "Yeah?"

He turned it down to low again before letting it barely hover against my skin. "You sure? I think it's this dildo you're thinking about."

I smiled and shook my head, and he laughed. "Maybe it's my mouth you want? Or my cock?"

"Damn it, Edward." I wiggled against him, trying to convey my impatience.

He suddenly switched the vibe to high, letting it sit heavily right where I wanted it. I grunted involuntarily, my body shivering and trying to ride the fake dick. "God, your pussy is already so fucking needy. Look at this."

I felt the other side of the bed dip deeply as Jacob joined us. He put his hand on my right knee and pulled it against his bare chest, and my entire body lit up with waves of scalding blush. I already knew he was naked. I'd watched Edward undress him before he'd blindfolded me, letting me have a good long look at Jake's spectacular body as Edward took off his own clothes. They'd teased me mercilessly, making me lay on the bed and watch, keeping my hands to myself. They touched each other hesitantly at first but slowly getting into it, kissing and rubbing against each other, exploring, palming each other's cocks and asses. Finally feeling Jacob's skin against mine for the first time, warm and smooth, made my mouth water and my hands twitch.

I arched up against the toy, ready to plead. We'd been talking about this for weeks but right then it felt like it had been weeks of foreplay.

"Here, let me." Jake's whisper was deep and rich. The toy jostled against me as it changed hands, and I moaned when he slid the tip of the dildo inside me then out to bump my clit and back to my pussy, slowly, over and over.

"You like that, Bella? You want a little more of it?" Jake knelt between my legs and coaxed the toy deep into me, tilting it up as he withdrew.

"Oh fucking hell, yes." I tried to plant my feet on the bed and push harder against the dildo, but they each had hold of one knee, keeping me pinned and spread wide.

I was panting and straining as Jake fucked me with the vibrator. He'd pull it out and hold it on my clit until I was right on the edge, then he'd take it away away. I'd hear him kiss Edward, wet, sucking, moaning kisses, and then he'd start fucking me with the toy all over again, until I was practically in tears.

"I think she likes this, Jake. What do you think?"

"Mmm, I'm not sure. I think she needs something else."

"Maybe. You need a real cock, baby? Did you get a good look at his?"

"Oh, fuck." Jake brought me to the edge once more, and I was sure the next pass over my clit, no matter how slight, would send me into orbit.

"…He's so fucking thick, Bell, I can barely get my hand around him. And fuck, he's delicious…" I heard Edward's lips smacking and imagined him licking Jake's precum from his fingers. "I wish you could see this, baby, his foreskin sliding over his head as he slips through my fist, the contrast of his skin against mine. Fucking beautiful."

I was on sensory overload. Jake let the dildo graze my clit one more time and I exploded, my hips rocking, abs twitching. "Oh, rightthere, rightthere, rightthere, don't move, ohhh…" Once the crest passed, Jake turned off the toy as I lay there panting. I felt the bed shift abruptly and heard a long, deep moan.

I pushed the blindfold up off my eyes.

Jacob was on his knees, leaning back on his hands near my feet, and Edward was draped in the space between us. All I could see was the back of my husband's head, bobbing and swirling, rising and descending over Jake's groin. Edward's wet sucking sounds were punctuated by Jake's grunts and moans and whispers of encouragement. His abs began to roll as he thrust up into Edward's mouth, gagging him. Edward pulled off and hummed his appreciation, then went right back to work. Edward moved his hand down between them and Jake's head dropped back on his shoulders. Edward's elbow was moving in time with his sucking sounds and I wished I could see if he was fingering his ass or palming his balls. Before I had a chance to sit up and look, Jake grunted out a warning. Edward coughed, and a ribbon of cum jetted over his shoulder onto my thigh before he took Jake back into his mouth to suck him clean.

I wiggled sideways on the bed and tossed aside the lump of blanket that had been underneath me, pulling Edward back into my arms. Jake sat up, sated and smiling. He touched the side of Edward's face and kissed him, then leaned over him to kiss me as well. His pillowy lips were soft and warm, and I loved knowing we all three had Jake's taste in our mouths. He pulled back and grinned, then ducked his head down to Edward's lap, taking him deep.

"Holy… SHIT!"

Jake pulled off with a laugh but eagerly dove right back in, swallowing all of Edward's long, slender dick.

"I'm guessing he must be better at that than me, hmm?"

Edward fisted the back of Jacob's bobbing head and looked back at me sheepishly. "Sorry, babe."

"It's okay," I whispered. "It just means I'll have to have him show me his tricks. Repeatedly."

Having Jacob in our bed was even more intense that we'd imagined. Jacob had done this before, having brought it up one night over drinks on a business trip, but Edward and I never had. We'd talked about it, fantasized perhaps, but never imagined we'd make it a reality until Jacob dropped the idea in our laps.

"So, if you've talked about it, you must have thought about who, right? A little fantasy-menage-list, maybe?"

Edward and I looked at each other, wondering if we should tell him he was at the top of our short list. Jacob was grinning, watching us struggle to form an answer.

"Or maybe, you've thought about… me?"

We both looked up sharply, and his enormous smile said it all. He'd thought about it, too.

My hand dropped between my legs, encouraging my renewed arousal. One of Jake's hands drifted behind Edward's balls and he gasped, grinding his hips between Jake's hungry mouth and probing fingers. He came violently only moments later, collapsing back onto me only when his deflated erection slipped from Jacob's lips. Jacob scooted up the bed, pushing pillows aside as he flopped heavily beside Edward, smiling and wiping his chin with his fingers. I pulled his fingers to my mouth and lapped up the last remnants of Edward's release.

Edward, sandwiched between us with his head on my breast, watched it all with a smirk. "That's my dirty girl."

"You like me dirty, Edward?"

He nuzzled my breast, grazing my nipple with his teeth. "You know I do."

"How about this? I want to watch you fuck Jacob."

Jacob smiled lazily and nodded, leaning back onto the bed with his eyes closed. "Fine by me."

"So, hypothetically speaking, if you were to do this with someone… say, me, for example… who would fuck who? Have you thought about ground rules? Hypothetically speaking, of course." Jacob tented his fingers in front of his mouth, looking back and forth between us.

Edward licked his lips as he topped off his wineglass and gestured to the waitress for another bottle. "Well, Jacob, hypothetically speaking, I'm good with just about anything. Bella, however… Well, I would never speak for her."

I cleared my throat and took a sip of wine, then straightened my shoulders and looked Jacob square in the eye. "I don't think I could fuck anyone but Edward. Anything else, hypothetically speaking, could definitely be fair game." Edward's hand squeezed my thigh under the table.

Jacob raised his eyebrows, his eyes sparkling. "I think that's reasonable. Although, I think you'll find the heat of the moment tends to soften the rules a bit. You know, hypothetically speaking." He took a drink of wine and dabbed his mouth with his napkin, smirking as he looked at us both.

"Actually, I want you to fuck Jacob, while Jacob fucks me." I slowly laid back on the bed with my eyes closed, letting my words sink in.

There was a beat of silence, and Jacob slowly got up from the bed, letting his fingers trail down my arm. "Be right back," he whispered, heading for the master bathroom.

Edward scooted up the bed and touched my chin, silently asking me to look at him. "You sure?"

I leaned in and kissed him softly. "Really sure."

He took a deep breath and held it for a beat, looking straight at me. "Not because of any pressure you feel from him, or anything you think I expect, right?"

I nodded, holding his gaze. "No pressure. No expectations."

He caressed my cheek with the back of his fingers, but I pulled his hand lower. "Feel how much I want this."

He sunk two fingers into me, sloppy wet and throbbing. "I know you want this, too. Your cock is already hard as steel against my belly, Edward."

"I really fucking do, but I love you, Bella."

I heard the toilet flush, and water running.

"I love you, too."

Jacob walked back toward the bed and I looked up just as he sat beside us, suddenly shy. "So, um…"

Edward sat up, turning to face Jacob, but with his hand still playing with my pussy. My hips arched up off the bed, and he looked down at me with a smile. "That's probably the fattest cock you've ever had, Bella."

"I'm sure it is." I reached into Jacob's lap and began lightly dragging my fingers along his thick, flaccid length, feeling him begin to twitch and swell.

"You want to tell him again what you want? I'm not sure he believed you, before."

I twisted around until I could take him into my mouth and sucked hard. I heard his head hit the wall behind the bed and smiled to myself. I still got skills. He grew in my mouth as I licked and sucked and played with his foreskin, until my jaw clicked and began to ache. I laid my cheek on this thigh and played with him, stroking and nuzzling, listing to him and Edward kiss. "I said, I want Edward to fuck you, while you fuck me."

"Isabella…" Jake looked down at me and tucked a stand of hair behind my ear.

"I want to feel this fat cock fill me up," I said, tugging him firmly from base to tip. "I want to feel Edward pushing you into me until I come, and I want to feel you lose control. Then I want to watch Edward spray his cum all over your beautiful back."

He scooted down the bed and pushed Edward's hand away, sinking his own into my pussy. He kissed me long and hard as I rode his fingers, and I heard Edward stroking himself right beside us. "What if after all that," he said, "I want to fuck Edward, too?"

We both looked at Edward, who was grinning and shaking his head as he reached behind his balls to finger his own ass. "I think you two will be the death of me, that's what I think."

"So, you're bi then, Edward?"

We both smiled as Edward twirled the stem of his wineglass. "I guess you could say that, but I don't really think of it in those terms."

Jake nodded slowly, tucking his credit card into our waitress's folio. "How do you think of it, then?"

Edward placed some cash on the table for a generous tip. "I've always been less about the parts involved, and more about the person. The mood, their personality and how they make me feel."

"And you, Bella? How do you feel about that?"

I smiled, finishing the last drops of my wine. "We're monogamous, always have been, but the way I look at it, we're sexual beings, and our bodies were made to feel and share pleasure. Why would you want to limit yourself, why would you say yes to one thing, but no to another? If we're adults, and we love each other, why would we ever limit ourselves to only one way of expressing it?"

"But you're talking about setting that monogamy aside."

"That's been as much about propriety as anything. That, and never really having the right person to invite into our bed. I mean, of course there are health concerns that make monogamy a smart thing, but we've been together long enough to trust our own honesty about what we want, and be discreet about it."

Edward finished my thought. "Talking about this with you, hypothetically of course, doesn't diminish my love for her, or make me feel any less loved. We're adding a new layer, not giving something up."

Jacob licked and sucked his way down my body before claiming my pussy with his mouth. He wrapped my legs up over his shoulders, holding my hips up to his face, devouring and exploring every crevice, humming as my body writhed against him.

I felt Edward get up from the bed, fumbling with something – condoms and lube, no doubt – in the bedside table. Hw came back to the bed and knelt behind Jacob, tracing the contours of his broad back with his hands. Jacob stilled for a moment then wedged his face in the crook of my hip, moaning and softly rocking back toward Edward.

"Damn," he mumbled, baring his teeth against my belly as my legs slipped off his shoulders. I cupped his chin in my palm and pulled him up to kiss me, feeling his heavy cock nudge between my legs.

"Want you," I whispered, kissing him and tasting myself on his tongue.

He reached behind him to still Edward's probing fingers, and looked me in the eye as he aligned our bodies and slowly pressed forward. I gasped at the intrusion, the slow, endless stretch as his girth filled me almost double that of Edward's slender body. He withdrew and returned, curling his hips into mine slow and steady until my body welcomed him openly. I felt Edward's presence every moment, heard his quiet encouragement, felt his hands on my legs where they cradled Jacob's body, heard the kisses he placed on Jacob's back.

I heard the rip of a foil packet and the click of the lube cap, and Jacob stilled once more. He rested his forehead against mine, panting. I smoothed his hair back from his face and kissed his cheek. "You okay?"

He nodded softly, eyes closed as he concentrated, rocking us softly forward and back on the bed, making me squirm for more movement. With one urgent grunt, Jacob's head came up and his eyes shot open, his jaw a slack smile.

"Fucking perfect. Curved, fucking perfect."

I heard Edward chuckle, and saw his fingertips curl and tighten over Jacob's bulging shoulders. "You like my dick?"

Jacob braced himself above me, his elbows at my ears, keeping his hips low and tight to mine even though I needed him to move, needed…

"Oh FUCK!" Jacob plowed into me, sweating and gritting his teeth, and my legs clamped down around his waist to keep us connected. "Do it again, right there" he whined, and I realized Edward was moving in Jacob's body, driving him into me just as I'd asked, hard and relentless. He pounded into Jacob up to the hilt, nudging all three of us further and further up the bed until I had to brace one hand against the headboard.

I was overwhelmed with sensation – filled to the brim with Jacob's body, pounded by the movements of Edward's, lightheaded and short of breath, the sounds of heavy breathing and wet impact echoing in my ears. Jacob began to mumble, trembling and trying to resist, but his orgasm poured through him into me as he shivered and twitched, triggering my own release.

I wrapped my arms around his massive chest and held him to me as he caught his breath, moaning as Edward continued to move, pulling back on Jacob's hips with bruising force. Edward withdrew and I heard the snap of the condom when he removed it, then moaning as his release splashed across Jacob's back. He collapsed forward, catching himself on his hands near my waist.

"Up, up," I whimpered, prodding each of them. "I'm suffocating." Edward kissed Jake's shoulder and flopped to my left. Jacob kissed my neck and flopped to my right. I was a very sticky, sweaty, exhausted, lucky woman.

"I need a shower."

Jacob hummed, palming my breast and sucking at my neck. "Big enough for three?"

Edward laughed, his fingers twirling a lock of my hair. "Wouldn't that be nice?" I kissed him on the mouth, a quick peck, and heaved myself up off the bed. I swatted Jacob on the butt and headed for the bathroom.

"Come here, you," Jacob whispered, sleepy and sweet, pulling Edward into his arms.

I looked back over my shoulder, seeing their arms and legs twine together and hearing their breathing deepen. I fought the urge to go back and join them, but a long hot shower sounded too damn good. I settled for snapping a picture with Edward's camera. It's a good thing I captured the moment, because the scene after my shower was distinctly different.

I expected to see them asleep, but that wasn't the case. Jacob was behind Edward, his back arched in a beautiful curve, his face pressed between Edward's shoulder blades. I thought it was an embrace until Edward moaned, throaty and coarse.

I knew that sound.

Jacob began to move, slowly, steadily, in ways that didn't have any other interpretation than one body entering another. He slithered against Edward, rolling in sinuous waves designed to give pleasure as well as take. The beauty of them staggered me. The contrast of Edward's blushing cream skin against Jacob's brown sugar glow, their sultry unhurried movements, broad shoulders and narrow hips. Jacob's hands traveling over Edward's back, hips and thighs…

Edward turned his face to me, wordless. He held out his hand to reach for me as his eyes slowly closed.

"He needs you, Bell. Come hold him."

I dropped my towel and took Edward's hand as I lay on the edge of the bed. "Amazing," he whispered, pulling me closer. "So incredible…"

I kissed him and he wrapped his arms around me. My shoulder became the pillow on which he laid his head as Jacob made love to him, each of us absorbing Jacob's movements. With one arm around my husband, I reached the other to Jacob. He wove his fingers through mine and squeezed, smiling as the sweat streamed down his face and chest, dripping onto Edward's back.

"He feels so fucking good, Bella."

Edward's teeth grazed my collarbone as he nodded in agreement. "I think you feel pretty good to him, too," I said. His snort of laughter turned into a sharp breath when Jacob's hips swiveled in a new way.

"Oh fuck, yeah, do that again."

Jacob let go of my hand and held onto Edward's hips, exaggerating the tilt of his pelvis. "Here? Like this?"

Edward's panting grunts were answer enough. Jacob continued at the same angle and pace, jaw slack and eyes closed. I'd never been part of anything more erotic. The sight of their muscles bunching and releasing, the slide and slap of skin on skin, the smell of fresh sweat and sex had me speechless.

"Oh, fuck Jake." Edward pushed his hips back, reaching for more, more.

"C'mon, baby. I can't hang on." Jake gritted his teeth and clenched his eyes closed as he continued his relentless pounding, his hands leaving marks on Edward's hips and waist.

Edward propped himself up, spit into his palm and reached for his cock, nearly collapsing at the sensation. "Fuck, fuck, oh fuck…"

"Yeah, give it to me, baby. Stroke that dick and let me feel you come."

My hand drifted between my legs, the lightest touch bring me quickly to the edge as I watched them, longing for the feeling of Jake filling me up just like Edward was being filled at that moment.

Jake smiled down at me and winked when he realized how close I was. "You two are so beautiful."

Hearing those simple words in such an electrically charged moment sent me spiraling into my orgasm, leaving me gulping for air and seeing stars.

Edward's entire body began to quake, and he stuttered Jake's name as he came. He slumped down onto the bed, one arm draped over me as Jacob's movements became erratic and sharp. Each of his thrusts was telegraphed through Edward's body into mine, and it almost felt as if he was inside us both. He roared and pulled back, ripping off the condom and spraying hot white ribbons on both of us from shoulder to hip. I put my hand over his, squeezing every last drop from him as he began to twitch all over.

He rolled as he collapsed, landing beside Edward in a sweaty, laughing tangle of arms and legs. After a moment to catch his breath, he leaned over and gave each of us a lingering kiss before flopping back to the bed with a blinding smile.

"I think you've killed me."

I laughed. "Nah."

Edward was already asleep.

~x~

Edward yawned, whining like a sleepy dog. "I don't want it to be morning yet."

I played possum, listening to them as they talked over my supposedly sleeping body.

"I've wanted to do this since the first time I met you. It was that conference in San Diego, remember?"

"Mmm? That was like, what – three, four years ago?" I could tell Edward was barely awake.

"At least. And when you brought Bella with you to that trade show in Chicago, I was blown away. I mean, I had a feeling you were into me, but couldn't believe where the conversation went over dinner that night. Once I realized I wasn't being punked, I couldn't wait to make this a reality."

Edward cleared his throat and rolled onto his side, facing Jake. "I told Bella about you right away. Did you know that?"

Jake smiled. "No, but it's good to hear."

I couldn't fake being asleep any longer and kissed Jacob's shoulder. "I couldn't wait to meet you. The way Edward described you – wow. And he was right." I smiled, remembering how good he looked in a suit and tie, the way he spoke, his smile. "The longer we talked, the more sure I was. I mean, Edward and I had been talking about it for years it seems, but it never felt like the right time before you."

Jake reached back to lay his hand on my hip and pull me closer.

"She's right. I was so relieved that night at dinner. I could tell she felt it, too. We'd been thinking about it for so long…"

Jake cleared his throat and caressed Edward's face. "I have something to tell you both."

I sat up, peering over Jake so I could see Edward's face.

"The firm's been looking to expand. Asia, the Middle East. It's been crazy while everyone scrambles around to position themselves for the prime assignments."

"Oh yeah?" Edward looked up at him with a smile, but I knew him well enough to tell it was false enthusiasm, tinged with a little fear. I knew what he was thinking. This was too new to let go of already.

"Yeah, I've been asked to head a branch office. It means a lot of work, and a lot less travel while I get things running the way they should be."

"Less travel?" Edward's face mirrored my disappointment.

"Yeah, a lot less."

"Jake…" I had to stop myself before I started crying. I was exhausted and overemotional already. This was too much to hear while we were still laying in the bed where we'd all made love. It was bad enough he lived five hundred miles away, but the Middle East? It was already over before it had a chance to be more than just one night. I didn't think we were planning to make this a permanent arrangement, but I wasn't ready for it to end, either.

"Baby, shhh." He pushed a lock of hair behind my ear. "Can I ask you both a favor?"

Edward spoke before I could. "Of course. Anything."

"I'm going to need a place to keep my things. Do you think, maybe…"

Edward sat up on the edge of the bed with his back to us, shoulders slumped and fingers raking through his hair. "Yeah, sure. I mean, we've got the spare bedroom, and plenty of storage in the basement. How much stuff are we talking?"

Jacob reached up and pulled him back down. "Well, just some stuff, and me."

"You?" I asked. Did that mean…

"The local office needs a new lead engineer. Smith is taking a sweet gig in Qatar for at least two years. I thought, maybe, since I had friends here… maybe you'd help me get settled."

I clamped my hand over my mouth to keep from shrieking, then wrapped my arms around him as tight as I could and felt Edward do the same, locking us onto one giant, perfect embrace.

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A/N: Thank you for reading! I can't wait to hear your thoughts.

Thank you to the hosts of Slash/Backslash 4.0 for generously offering to consider a female-centered slashy three-way in a man-love contest, even though I didn't make the deadline.

And more than anything, thank you to Naelany. She rocks.