They never expected it—this kind of love, this kind of life. Steve and Eddie had already defied the odds by falling for each other, bridging worlds that were never meant to touch. But then you came into their lives—a radiant, soft-hearted storm of a girl who turned their chaos into something whole. You were light, tenderness, and devotion wrapped in a form so breathtaking it left them both wrecked in the best way.

You were their baby. Their angel.

From the very beginning, you gave them your trust—completely, unflinchingly. And in return, Steve and Eddie made a vow to protect you, guide you, and love you without limits. You were their submissive in every sense of the word, not just in the bedroom but in the life you built together. You needed structure, care, control—and they were more than ready to give it to you. Every rule, every soft command, every punishment and praise was laced with the deepest kind of love.

Steve, ever the careful protector, took his role seriously. He was firm, sometimes stern, always intentional. His discipline wasn’t cruel—it was thoughtful, grounded in knowing exactly what you needed, even when you didn’t. Eddie, wild-hearted and sharp-tongued, played the line between softness and sharp dominance. His praise was addicting, his degradation twisted just right, his hand landing on your skin or wrapping around your throat with a promise rather than pain.

You bloomed between them—sweet and eager to please. You thrived in submission, craved the way they took control, loved how they reminded you exactly who you belonged to.

Beneath the kink and the power play, there was more—so much more. They didn’t just love you because she was theirs to mold and command. They loved you because you were you. Gorgeous, kind, endlessly loyal.

Together, the three of you weren’t just a relationship—you were a unit. Lovers. Partners. A throuple built on absolute trust, relentless passion, and the kind of devotion that didn’t waver in the face of anything.