So, we've started a new journey. I do have a blog for this story. A link for the blog is on my profile. On the blog, there will be picture teasers, teasers and pervy picture teasers. This story is going to be quite steamy and it's pre-written.

I also forgot to thank my beta, Sally, for magical red pen and making sure that the commas and such were in the right spot. You are amazing. Thank you for suggestions and guidance! ;-)

Now, onto the story …

Chapter Eighteen

"I hope you're not done yet, baby," Garrett said, his hand cupping her still-leaking sex.

She smiled, her lips swollen and her eyes rheumy. Picking her up off Edward's lap, he pinned her against the wall, his thigh between her legs. He kissed her deeply. Edward watched his friend cup her breasts, teasing her before he moved both of them to the couch. Turning her around, he stroked his cock within her pussy lips. "Your mouth was a tease for my cock, Bella. I wanted your pussy. I want to fuck your pussy until you coat me with your juices, baby."

"Fuck me," she growled, wriggling her ass. Garrett smacked her ass hard before he slammed into her. "Ungh!" His hands gripped her hips as he pounded into her. Edward got up, moving for a different vantage point. He didn't like how rough Garrett was being, but Bella was moaning and into it. He stroked his cock, wanting to get it hard again for her.

"Help Edward out, baby," Garrett said, his thrusts slowing down. He arched a brow at Edward. He sat up, moving so his cock was in her face. Bella grasped Edward's hips, taking his entire length inside her mouth. He groaned, grasping her hair in his hands, tangling his fingers into the curly tresses. Her tongue teased him, making him grow hard again. She released him, wrapping her hand around him. "Perfect." Garrett slid out of Bella's body and sat down on the couch. "On my lap, Bella, facing me." She blushed, walking toward Garrett. Edward gently captured her and kissed her sweetly. She leaned against him before straddling Garrett's hips. They captured gazes, and she slid down his dick. "Don't move."

Edward picked up the lubricant, coating his fingers and stretching her. Bella leaned forward, her head on Garrett's chest while she tried to watch what Edward was doing. "You need to tell us if it's too much, love," Edward said softly, covering his entire length with the lubricant.

"I will. I trust you. I trust you both," she said, kissing Garrett first then looking at Edward. He kissed her deeply as he teased her ass with the head of his cock. Breaking to breathe, Edward spread the globes of her ass, inching his cock into her, just as slowly as he did the night before. Bella's legs were quivering. She was so filled, so in awe.

"That's it, baby. Come all over me," Garrett growled, his voice straining. Edward could feel her muscles tense from her orgasm, but he still pressed on. "Fuck, Edward, I can feel you through her."

Edward nodded, sweat on his forehead as he tried to keep his movements slow and controlled. Inside, he let out his breath and looked at Garrett. He moved within her, and Edward pulled out. They began rocking, opposite of each other, bring Bella untold pleasure. Her body was vibrating with one, never-ending orgasm. Her fingers were digging into Garrett's shoulders. In her entire life, she never felt so … There wasn't even a word for it. Her unending release was dripping down Garrett's cock, and she felt loved. Garrett inside of her pussy and Edward filling her from behind. It was the best moment in Bella's life.

"Shit," Garrett moaned, his mouth suckling on Bella's breasts. Edward was kissing her neck, his strokes moving deeper. "God damn, I'm fucking close, baby. Your pussy squeezing me is … ungh …" Bella couldn't respond. She was not vocal. Her mind was focused on the pleasure her body was feeling and the warmth of both of them around her. Edward's mouth kissing her neck and Garrett sucking on her breasts were sending her deeper over the precipice of euphoric bliss. Garrett grunted, his cock twitching inside her. Edward felt it through the thin membrane between them. His own orgasm building powerfully. The three of them were like a nuclear reaction. Whatever was building was going to be potent and amazing. Garrett was already seeing stars, Bella's body was shaking, squeezing both of them almost painfully, and Edward was in heaven, feeling every inch of her.

"You are so tight, love," Edward said, his thrusts slamming into her. "I can't get enough."

"Me, neither," Garrett choked out, trying to stave off his own orgasm. Bella was glassy-eyed, moving with both men and loving it. "Come for us, Bella. Lose control, baby."

"I'm … I'm …" she breathed, her fingers threading with Edward's. "Faster and harder … make me come. Make me come so hard. I don't want to forget this. Ever. Fuck me …" She leaned forward, and they took over, moving in tandem. Sweat was covering all of them, making it easy to move. "Oh, GOD!" she screamed, her body shaking uncontrollably. Garrett was forced out from her orgasm. It was gushing out of her, streaming onto his stomach. "Edward, don't stop. Don't … don't … don't …" Her head was pressed to Garrett's chest as Edward began pounding into her without having to worry about Garrett. His friend slid three fingers in her, fucking her pussy with his hand and stroking his dick with the other, using her wetness. With a look, Edward slowed, and they moved her back over Garrett's cock, pressing into her at the same time. She screamed again, and her next orgasm fed theirs. They filled both of her holes. When Edward was done, he slid out and fell to his knees, his heart pounding. Garrett slipped out as well, holding Bella against his chest while she trembled and lost herself to what had just happened.

Garrett caught Edward's eyes over Bella's limp form. They communicated silently, and Edward picked her up, bridal style. She was in a trance. That worried Edward. Carrying her to the bathroom, he filled up the tub with hot water. Holding her on his lap, he slipped inside and rocked her gently. He could hear Garrett cleaning up the family room. "Bella? Love?" Edward asked, running his fingers through her hair. She didn't respond, only curled closer. Garrett came into the bathroom, wearing his jeans. He looked to Edward, concern coloring his blue eyes. "Bella, talk to me. Talk to us. Did we hurt you?"

She shook her head, wrapping her arms around Edward's neck. He felt tears on his shoulder, and Edward grew panicky. "Bella, please? Are you sure we didn't hurt you?" He looked at her body, seeing faint bruises on her hips from his hands and some hickeys on her neck from Garrett's eager mouth. He hated himself for seeing her …

"Don't leave," she sniffled, clinging to him. "I don't want either of you to leave!"

"Never, baby," Garrett said, rubbing her back. "Bella, I couldn't leave if I tried."

"Me, neither. I've never felt this way about anyone, and I certainly don't want it to stop," Edward whispered, cupping her cheek and wiping her tears away. She nodded, placing her head on Edward's shoulder.

"I'm going to finish up in the family room," Garrett whispered, kissing Bella's temple. "When you're done with your soak, let's all go to bed. It's been an amazing weekend, but I'm exhausted."

Bella smiled, reaching up to rub her thumb on Garrett's lower lip. He playfully bit at it, earning a sweet giggle from the emotionally spent woman in Edward's arms. Garrett ruffled Edward's hair and left them in the bathroom. Bella's hands were now roaming over Edward's torso, tracing the tribal ink along his ribcage. "I'm sorry," she said in a tiny voice. "I'm not normally an emotional mess. I do not cry."

"Everyone cries, love," Edward said, kissing her forehead.

"Okay, I cried when my father died and when I was told I couldn't have children, but I didn't cry over the end of my marriage. I've been told I'm a tough bitch. I guess I am. I'd rather be strong than a sniveling fool," she scoffed. "I just … I don't want you to go. I've been alone for so long and I …" Tears welled up, threatening to spill over.

"I understand, Bella," Edward soothed. "Don't feel bad about crying. Like I said, I don't think I could leave you right now, even if I tried. I want to be here for you, good times and bad. Garrett, too."

"How is this going to work?" she asked, not really looking for an answer. She snorted, getting up from the tub and wrapping a towel around her body. Edward stood up, unplugging the stopper and enfolding her in his arms.

"One step at a time," he whispered in her ear. He swept her up in his arms and carried her out of the bathroom. Garrett had cleaned the family room, removing all remnants of their tryst. Carrying her up into the bedroom, Bella snuck into the master bathroom to brush her teeth and get ready for bed. Edward put on a pair of boxers, darting downstairs to check on his friend. Garrett was using leather cleaner on the couch. "Very nice, Martha Stewart."

"Shut up. Squirt stains are a bitch to get out, I read," he said, wrinkling his nose. "Is she all right?"

"I think so, but she needs us," Edward said. "She may be strong and independent, but she's so very lonely." He frowned slightly.

"Well, I'm not going anywhere," Garrett said, looking at the couch. He nodded and sprayed the room with air freshener. "God, this place reeks of sex. I think we need to keep the candles going or open the windows tomorrow."

"We had a lot of sex, Garrett. Come on. We'll worry about that later. Let's take care of our girl," Edward said, dragging Garrett up to the bedroom. Bella was dressed in another nightie, but this one was not as sexy, obviously more for comfort. She gave them a smile. "Ready for bed, love?"

"Yeah," she said, rolling her head. "I'm stiff. I may have to get a massage this week."

"I'm awesome at massages," Garrett beamed, cracking his knuckles.

"Maybe later," Bella said, her eyes exhausted. "I took some ibuprofen, and I just want to crash. I want to feel both of you around me." She blushed, toying with the sleeve of her nightie.

"Get into bed," Edward said, taking her hand and guiding her to the king-sized bed. She lay down. Garrett removed his jeans. He was naked, not having any boxers on underneath. He slid behind Bella, wrapping his arm around her waist. Edward eased in front of her, caressing her cheek and kissing her forehead. She put her head on Edward's chest, every muscle relaxing.

"I don't know how I'm going to sleep without both of you tomorrow night," she quipped, tracing her fingers along Edward's chest and Garrett's arm. "It's going to be weird." She closed her eyes, not wanting this weekend to end.

"It's weird that I didn't puke when I saw Edward's junk," Garrett laughed. Bella giggled along with him. Edward just groaned. "But, I have to admit, this has been something I'll never forget."

"Me, neither," Edward said. "And don't think I didn't freak out when I saw your goodie bits. I'm happy I didn't touch them."

"Well, both your cocks are perfect and hopefully, mine," Bella purred, cupping them. She kissed Garrett first. It was a sweet, adoring kiss that made Garrett's dick twitch. "Don't get any ideas. My pussy is out of order for the next week, Mr. Keyes."

"Yes, ma'am," Garrett snickered.

Turning, Bella kissed Edward, and there was something more behind it. His hands tangled in her hair and it felt deeper, more poignant and loving. Edward's cock also swelled, but he pulled away, blushing slightly. His shyness made Bella like him so much more, but he was just as sexy, if not more so, than Garrett.

"Sleep well, love," Edward said, brushing his fingers down Bella's cheek. She sighed, snuggling against Edward's chest. Garrett curled around her and his arm was loosely around her waist. Within moments, all three of them were asleep and nothing but content.

A/N: *Waves hand* ~ Phew! I'm overheating over here. Pervy pic teasers are on my blog and tumblr. Links are on my profile. You can also find me on Facebook: Tufano79's Twilight Fanfiction Appreciation and twitter: tufano79.