Their Greatest Treasure (Power Surge: The Billionaire Club 1)

It was midnight when they left the club to head to their penthouse. She was still moving out of her apartment, but the process was slow since Nash and Riker kept her busy and with them almost all of the time. They called her their not-so-secret treasure and the key holder to their hearts.

She couldn’t wait to get out of her dress and to cuddle with her men in bed. They were so caring and loving that she felt as if she had an entirely new life filled with love and pleasure.

“Chastity, we’re waiting for you. We have a surprise,” Nash called to her from down the hallway.

She felt all giddy inside. She loved Riker and Nash’s so-called “surprises.” They continuously came up with new and inventive ways to make love to her, together or separately. She especially enjoyed it when they incorporated those soft restraints. Yowzers.

She seductively made her way down the hallway, unzipped her dress along the way so that when she entered the room, she could make it fall softly to her feet. They would get a nice little shock when they saw the new panty and bra set she had gotten. Never mind the belly ring that was decorated with the small little dangling stars on it.

Oh yeah, tonight she would be the one to surprise them.

As Chastity entered the room, she locked gazes with Nash and Riker as her dress fell to the burgundy rug.

She placed her hands on her hips, and their eyes widened in appreciation.

“Hot damn, woman, when did you get that set?” Riker asked, swiftly approaching. He placed his hands on her hips and licked his lips. Nash came up behind her and caressed her shoulders and ass.

“When did you get the new belly ring?” Nash asked and then gently moved the thin little chains of stars back and forth across her skin.

She smiled. “I thought you two might like it.”

“Oh, we like it all right, baby,” Riker said then pressed his fingers under the elastic to her barely there panties and stroked her cunt.

She tilted her head back and softly moaned. She felt Nash thrust his cock against her back.

“We have a surprise for you, too,” Nash whispered.

Riker pulled his fingers slowly from her pussy and then pushed her panties down her thighs. Nash held her steady as she stepped out of them.

“Come here, baby, come see the surprise,” Riker said then lifted her up and against him. She straddled his waist as he walked her into the suite where candles were lit and a plush fur rug decorated the floor. She loved this room. They had spent so much time in it, to relax, to just talk, and to make love. It was just as special as the bedroom. She glanced at the fireplace, imagining what it would be like during the winter months with a large fire warming the three of them as they cuddled on the fur rug. And then she saw their surprise.

Above the fireplace was an almost identical painting of the mermaid, sitting on the boulders, slightly above the ocean, as waves crashed down over the rocks below. Her long blonde hair danced in the wind behind her. It was almost like the one they saw at the exhibit that day. The one both Nash and Riker had fallen in love with. Except in this one, there was no mistaking that the mermaid was Chastity.

Riker stared up at the painting in awe with a smile on his face, and Nash kissed her shoulder and hugged her between him and Riker.

“We fell in love with that mermaid, that painting, the day at the

exhibit.”

“That’s when we fell in love with you, Chastity,” Nash added then began to kiss her skin and caress her body.

She felt the tears reach her eyes, for she was the one who had been surprised once again, by her men, and their continued acts of love.

“I fell in love with both of you, too. It’s beautiful and I love it.”

“Good, because we named it after you,” Riker told her.

“After me? What do you mean?”

Riker and Nash walked her closer, so she could see the artist’s signature in black. It was the same painter who did the one at the exhibit. Then she saw the nameplate in gold underneath the painting.

It said, “Our Greatest Treasure, Chastity.”

Chastity felt the tears roll down her cheeks. She felt the abundance of love, of belonging, and most importantly of being more than just adequate but adored. In that moment she knew and she understood what it was that was missing her entire life. True love. True love was the greatest treasure of all.

THE END