Total Pleasure

**Jennifer**

The return trip to Greece was a relief for me. Not that Petros' wedding wasn’t special—it was, and I have to admit, I enjoyed myself more than I expected. The ceremony was grand, the kind of event that feels like it’s straight out of a fairy tale. And, of course, seeing Liandra and Petros so happy had its charm. But Brazil wasn’t my place; it never was.

During our stay, being in the company of Nikos’ parents, Ícaro and Demetrius, was... interesting, to say the least. They were kind, but there was always that subtle tension as if they were evaluating me. Maybe it was my relationship with their sons or simply the fact that I was an unusual presence in their family dynamic. I didn’t mind. After all, I knew where I truly belonged—and that was by their side.

Still, our time in Brazil was challenging. Petros and his father, Orion, always seemed to arrange meetings or other commitments for Nikos, Demetrius, and Ícaro. This significantly cut down the time we had together, which irritated me more than I’d care to admit. Luckily, having three boyfriends meant that when one was busy, the other two—or at least one of them—were still available for me. It was a practical lesson in balancing our relationship, but being back in Greece was a completely different story.

Arriving in Athens felt like coming home. Here, I had my routines, my favorite spots, and the friendships I’d built over the past few months. Going out for coffee, visiting an art exhibit, or simply strolling through the streets of Plaka made me feel alive, and free. In Greece, no one cared about my life. There were no whispers or curious stares following me wherever I went. It was liberating.

And, of course, there were the getaways to Mykonos and Santorini. Oh, Santorini... The view of the sunset over the Aegean Sea was nothing short of enchanting.

A wave of comfort washed over me when I stepped into my apartment. It was a cozy yet sophisticated space that reflected me in every detail. Here, I was simply Jennifer, free from external expectations or pressures.

After a quick shower and a glass of wine, I collapsed onto the couch and finally relaxed. Night had already fallen when Nikos arrived. He walked in with that carefree smile of his and dropped onto the couch beside me, pulling me into a warm embrace.

“Home sweet home, isn’t it?” he murmured, kissing me with overwhelming intensity.

I smiled, feeling completely at ease.

“More than that. It’s my place.”

I loved Athens, having the Kouris brothers by my side, and, above all, the lifestyle I had chosen. There were no judgments or regrets—just the freedom to be myself and enjoy everything life had to offer.

******

I woke up to the sensation of a warm body clinging to mine, and even before opening my eyes, I knew it was Nikos. His arms were wrapped around my waist, and it felt so good to have him holding me like that, making me not want to leave that cozy spot. Still, I opened my eyes and found another pair of dark eyes intently watching me.

“Hi...” Demetrius spoke softly, his voice vibrating straight to my clit, vividly reminding me of the way he makes me scream in pleasure when he touches me.

“Good morning…” I replied, wrapping my arms around his neck, seeking closer contact between our bodies. “When did you get here?”

The night had been eventful with Nikos, but nothing compares to having the brothers with me.

"It was already past midnight. I had dinner with some businessmen," Demetrius explained, looking bored. "When I arrived, you were asleep, and I didn’t want to wake you," he added.

"I don’t mind being woken up by you, darling," I replied, kissing him on the lips.

Demetrius wasted no time; his hand was soon exploring my intimacy, making me sigh into his mouth.

"How about a shower together?" he suggested, his voice sultry. "I want to taste you," he added, his mouth brushing against my ear while his hand worked its magic on my clit.

A shiver of anticipation coursed through me at his suggestion, even as a hint of apprehension lingered in the back of my mind.

"I’m ready," I whispered, as he covered me with heated kisses, igniting every part of me before standing and offering his hand in a silent invitation.

I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Nikos was still sound asleep. Gently, I moved his arms from around me and slipped out of bed, accepting Demetrius' outstretched hand. Together, we headed to the bathroom.

I was already naked, and Demetrius quickly shed his clothes before stepping under the shower. He wasted no time in fulfilling his desire, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder, and leaving me completely exposed to his gaze.

The anticipation made my heart race, and I waited breathlessly for the moment his mouth would touch me. He didn’t keep me waiting long. Soon, his tongue was exploring my wet folds with expert precision.

His movements were maddening, and the climax hit me hard, leaving my legs trembling. Unable to move, I let the lethargy consume me as Demetrius stood up, his hands massaging my breasts before one hand slid down to my sensitive entrance, still throbbing from the prolonged and exquisite oral pleasure he had just given me.

"It’s so sensitive," I warned, my eyes heavy, barely able to keep them open.

"Looks like I arrived late," Ícaro’s voice startled me, making me open my eyes to see him stepping into the spacious shower.

The sight of Ícaro reignited my desire. Having two of the Kouris brothers at the same time was always an electrifying experience. Even after the intense orgasm I had just experienced, a surge of pleasure shot through me.

"You arrived right on time, I’d say," Demetrius replied with a sly grin, his hand still teasing my most sensitive spot, no doubt feeling the wild throbbing of my arousal.

I exchanged a knowing glance with Ícaro, making it clear how welcome his presence was. He joined us, and we gave in to pleasure in an intense and unhurried way.

As if that weren’t enough, Nikos eventually joined us in the shower a few minutes later. After quickly rinsing himself off, he joined in, becoming part of the intoxicating mix of bodies.

Filled in every way, I reached climax after climax, feeling like I might faint from the sheer intensity of it all.