Stephenie Meyer owns the characters, I just like to take advantage of them …

Rated M for adult content. Slash. Edward/Bella/Jasper.

Thank you to SingleStrand for her excellent beta-ing skills; and to the PPSS for the great recommendation. And thanks for all the lovely reviews. They give me a warm feeling on the inside. Just to forewarn that this story was always meant as a fun little romp – not necessarily a realistic bit of fiction. Hope you enjoy

After awhile Edward seemed to have recovered from his orgasm and was already sporting a semi as he watched Jasper and I put the new sheet on the bed.

"Bella," he said. "Can I talk to you?"

Uh oh. Please don't tell me he's gonna chicken out of the rest of the photoshoot.

"Excuse me, Jasper, I said and walked over to where Edward was standing. "What's the matter?"

He shook his head. "Well, okay, here's the thing …" He looked me in the eyes. "I'm really feeling something for this guy."

I grinned. "That's awesome!"

"Yeah, well, it is, and it isn't."

"What do you mean?"

"Bella. I just lost control after three minutes of the best handjob of my life. It's … embarrassing." He was blushing.

I took him by the shoulders and stared into his gorgeous green eyes, trying to ignore the fact that he was naked and hard and so close to me. "Edward, it was beautiful. You have nothing to be ashamed of. I think Jasper's pretty stoked that he has that effect on you."

"Really?"

I nodded. "Look, I'm sorry I've come across so bitchy, but I really need to do this shoot and, my god, you both look so fucking incredible, it's blowing my mind. Please, please, don't give up on this; on him. Jasper's a really great guy. And so are you."

He looked at Jasper, who was sitting on the bed, stroking himself to keep himself hard for the next round. "Okay," he nodded. "I can do this."

"Just a bit more and then I'll leave the two of you alone, okay? And you can take this to the next level."

"Okay."

"And, Edward?"

"Yeah?"

"It's your turn to have some control now."

His lip quirked up, and he glanced at Jasper again. He nodded, and I went back to the camera. "Okay. I want that last position - the one you were in after Edward's precipitous climax …"

Edward gave me the stink-eye.

" … but reversed. Edward behind, Jasper in front."

"Yes, ma'am." Jasper said with a smirk. He kneeled up on the edge of the bed, facing me, and looked at Edward. "Come on, Edward." He held out his hand. "Don't be shy now."

Fuck me. He was such a gentleman. I would kill to be the one Jasper was looking at right now.

Edward moved closer and took Jasper's hand. Jasper drew him up onto the bed and Edward moved in behind him, circling his arms around Jasper's waist and pressing his body against him. He rested his forehead on Jasper's shoulder, too shy to look at me right now.

"That's it, that's it. Stay like that for a minute … very nice." I took several shots.

"Mmm, Edward, you seem to have a remarkable recovery time …" Jasper murmured. "By the way, I loved milking your pretty peen …"

I think Edward moaned quietly.

"Okay. Edward? You know what would look really amazing?" I asked.

"Mm hm," he murmured, still not looking.

"Why don't you put your hand around Jasper's cock?"

Jasper nodded. "What an inspired idea, Bella."

He reached up and gently pulled Edward's right hand from his belly, down his happy trail, to his own jutting erection. He closed his eyes as Edward gently wrapped his fingers around it, his forehead still pressed to Jasper's shoulder.

"Oh … yeah … fuck, Edward …" he moaned. "Don't move your hand, just hold it tight, baby … that feels so fucking good." He winked at me, and I took shot after shot of amazing photos. The editors of the magazine were gonna fall at my fucking feet.

When I finished shooting, I looked up and saw that Edward was kissing Jasper's neck and Jasper was whispering something to him. Edward's hand started moving on Jasper's massive cock and I noticed that Jasper had moved one hand behind him and was doing god-knows-what to Edward.

"Okay, you know what, guys? Just take it wherever you want to and I'll keep shooting. If you want me to stop shooting just say so. I've got lots of great stuff now, but if I have the chance to get more, I'll take it."

I don't know if they even heard me, but I was damned if I was gonna interrupt them to make sure.

The hand that Jasper had placed behind him reappeared and he reached up to slide his fingers in Edward's hair and guide him into a passionate kiss. They kissed like they'd been lovers for years and had been apart for a month. They were hungry and horny and eager for connection.

All of a sudden, Edward broke away and twisted Jasper around, pushing him down and falling on top of him. It happened so fast I don't think Jasper knew what hit him. But suddenly, he was underneath this six-foot-two bundle of horn dog that was just now finding his purchase. And he was loving it.

"Oh, fuck, Edward …" he moaned, stretching out and giving himself up to it. "You gonna make me your bitch, baby?"

Edward groaned and rubbed his cock against Jasper's thigh as he lowered his head to a pierced nipple. "Quiet …" he whispered and then he was sucking that little barbell and playing it with his tongue and I almost moaned, it looked so fucking good.

And dammit, I wanted to taste it!

I think I must've made a noise, because Jasper looked over at me and asked if I wanted a taste.

Fuck. What?

I stared at him and my heart rate spiked. What the fuck?

"What?" I whispered.

"Strip, Bella. We need you naked."

"What?" What was happening? Had I entered the fucking Twilight Zone? Or was he messing with me?

And then, Edward looked over at me with this mischievous little grin on his face and said, "We had to do it this way, sweetie. You've been pining for our cocks for so long and you're too chicken to seduce us, so …"

I couldn't fucking speak. I was standing there staring at them with my mouth hanging open.

"Dear God, I don't think I've ever seen her speechless, Jasper," Edward murmured.

"Bella." Jasper spoke to me as if I was the spooked horse now, in danger of bolting. "Let go of the camera, take off your clothes, and get over here."

I stared at them. They set me up! Motherfuckers. And now they wanted … wait a minute. They wanted me to join them?

"Don't make me come over and get you," Jasper said in his sternest voice.

"Um … but I thought …" My voice was like a little girl's all of a sudden, shy and hesitant. It didn't sound like me at all. "Edward?"

"What? You thought we only liked cock? Isn't that interesting. 'Cause Jasper and I appear to have similar views on the subject of pussy." He ruffled Jasper's hair affectionately and kissed him chastely.

"Mm hm. Not our first choice, necessarily, but not to be dismissed, either," Jasper drawled. "Especially when that pussy is attached to an intelligent, talented, sweet and …"

"Bossy," Edward interjected.

"Bossy woman, such as yourself. Now, are you gonna take off your clothes or do I have to come over and do it for you?"

I kind of shrugged weakly and gave them a little hesitant smile. I was still waiting for someone to jump in and yell "Punked!" and my brain was short-circuiting. "Um, that last thing you said. 'Cause I'm not quite convinced this is actually happening and not part of a fucked up fantasy that's taken on a life of its own."

By the time I'd finished my ramble, they had gotten off the bed and were actually approaching my frozen, yet incredibly aroused, form.

"Oh my … fuck …" I said, as Edward started unbuttoning my shirt.

Okay, so, they got her good, huh? Don't worry slash lovers, there's still some Edward and Jasper action in store

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