Li Yan did not feel pain. Instead, he felt an overwhelming, heavy heat pressing down on his chest. He blinked his eyes open, expecting to see a white hospital room or the flashing lights of an ambulance.
Instead, he saw a grand ceiling made of dark wood and gold patterns. He was lying on a massive bed with smooth, dark purple sheets.
Before his brain could process where he was, a sharp gasp left his throat. His arms were pinned flat against the mattress by a large, rough hand.
Standing over him was a towering man with long, silver hair and cold, violet eyes. The man was completely naked, his muscular shoulders glistening with sweat.
"Look at you," the silver-haired man whispered, his voice deep and smooth like velvet. "A moment ago you were screaming at us to stay away, Duke Xiao. But your body is practically begging for it now."
Li Yan tried to speak, to demand what was happening, but a sudden wave of a heavy, intoxicating scent hit his nose. It smelled like rich sandalwood and burnt ozone.
The moment the scent entered his lungs, a strange, burning sensation exploded in the lower half of his body. His muscles lost all their strength. His legs automatically fell open.
"Do not ignore me, Prince," another voice growled from behind him.
Li Yan turned his head slightly and saw a second man. This one had short, dark hair, sharp golden eyes, and a broad chest covered in old battle scars.
He was also completely naked, kneeling between Li Yan’s thighs.
"What... who are you?" Li Yan managed to choke out. His voice sounded different. It was deeper, smoother, and completely lacking his usual authority.
"Get off me!"
The dark-haired man laughed, a rough, mocking sound.
"Still playing innocent? You signed the papers, Xiao Mingxuan. You are our husband now. Your high rank means nothing when you are beneath us."
Xiao Mingxuan?
The name hit Li Yan like a physical blow. That was the villain from the trashy novel he had been reading on his phone.
The cruel, arrogant duke who was secretly an elite SS-Rank Alpha Bottom.
Before he could process the horror, the dark-haired general, Zhen Sheng, gripped Li Yan’s hips with bruising force. He lifted Li Yan’s legs, draping them over his thick shoulders.
Li Yan’s body was already slick and dripping with a thick, natural lubrication due to the intense pheromones in the room.
Zhen Sheng did not wait. He aligned his massive, thick cock against Li Yan’s tight opening and pushed inside in one heavy, deliberate thrust.
Li Yan’s eyes went wide. A loud, high-pitched cry tore from his throat.
The feeling of the cock stretching him open was incredibly intense. It felt raw, deep, and completely overwhelming. Every single inch of him was being filled to the absolute maximum.
"Ah! Stop! No, wait!" Li Yan cried out, his hands frantically clawing at the sheets.
His mind was screaming in panic.
I am a man! I am a straight man! This cannot be happening!
"Hush," the silver-haired Crown Prince, Jing Yuchen, murmured. He leaned down, pressing his chest against Li Yan’s back, trapping him completely.
He leaned into Li Yan’s neck, biting down hard on his scent gland.
The bite caused a rush of electric pleasure to shoot straight down to Li Yan’s groin. Down below, Zhen Sheng began to move fast.
He pulled out his cock almost completely, letting the cool air hit the slick skin, before slamming back inside all the way to the root.
The heat inside Li Yan was unbearable. Every time the general pushed inside him, Li Yan’s hips involuntarily twitched upward to meet the blow.
His straight-man pride was shattering with every wet, heavy friction. The slick fluids generated by his body squelched loudly in the quiet room as Zhen Sheng kept a brutal, relentless pace.
"You like this, don’t you?" Zhen Sheng whispered, his golden eyes darkened with absolute obsession. "Your mouth says no, but you are clamping down on me so tightly."
Li Yan could not answer. His vision was turning blurry from the pleasure and shock.
He was being used, taken completely by two men, and his new body was loving every single second of it.
The General flipped him without warning, pressing his chest flat against the bed and pulling his hips up.
"So fucking pretty, I’m getting hard again," the general said, spreading his asscheek.
He aligned his cock in his entrance, pushing in one go.
"Ahh, fuck!" Li Yan screamed in pleasure. He hated this body.
Then the prince pushed his own cock inside too, two men filling him up. His mind was losing it.
He gripped the sheets tight.
"Scream for us," the prince said.
Li Yan did not waste any time.
"Pleaseeee," he moaned out loud, as both men started moving at an inhumane speed.
They fucked him like he was their ragdoll, while he arched his back more, chasing a single release unknowingly.
After what felt like hours of relentless, deep pounding, the two men finally reached their peaks, filling him completely with their hot, thick cum.
Li Yan collapsed against the pillows, his chest heaving, his legs trembling uncontrollably.
As he lay there, barely able to breathe, a sharp ding echoed in his mind.
A bright blue, translucent screen materialized in the air right in front of his face. It floated like a pane of glass.
[Welcome, Host Li Yan, to ’The Astral Crown Empire’ Universe!]
[System 404 has successfully bound to your soul.]
[Current Identity: Duke Xiao Mingxuan (SS-Rank Alpha Bottom)]
[Warning: Your original body in the modern world has been destroyed. To survive, you must complete the main storyline missions. Failure to comply will result in soul destruction.]
Li Yan stared at the floating words in absolute horror.
The two men beside him were already moving again, their dark, heavy scents filling the air once more.
"This can’t be real," Li Yan whispered to himself, his fingers gripping the sheets as the silver-haired prince pulled him close once more. "I am straight. I am a CEO. This is a nightmare."
"Are you talking to yourself again, my love?" Jing Yuchen whispered against his ear, his large hand sliding down to Li Yan’s waist. "We are not finished with you yet."