One of the twins leaned in, speaking sweetly, and Grayson let out a short laugh. While everyone wondered at his seemingly pleased expression, Grayson raised his glass to his lips and said,
“If my destined partner is there, I’ll do anything.”
At those words, one twin’s face fell, while the other laughed in disbelief. But their greatest strength was their ability to snap back to reality, no matter the situation.
“Grayson is such a romantic.”
One quickly complimented him with sweet words, and the other chimed in as if waiting for the cue.
“Believing in destiny and doing your best to find it… it’s truly admirable. Speaking of which, shall we release some pheromones?”
The most efficient way for an Extreme Alpha to release pheromones was through s3x. Of course, Grayson had no qualms about using this method and used it frequently. He was always searching for his “destined partner,” and since there was never a shortage of potential “partners,” relieving his accumulating pheromones was an easy and simple task.
Knowing this full well, what these twins wanted from Grayson was obvious. One caressed his pen!s, the other stroked his groin, leaning in with flushed faces as they looked up at Grayson. As if they couldn’t wait to have him inside them.
“Ah, um… but if you find that person, you won’t be playing around like this anymore, right?”
The twin who had been leaning in as if to take Grayson’s pen!s into his mouth suddenly stopped, as if realizing something. Seeing the two s3x toys on either side of him looking up anxiously, Grayson chuckled and said,
“What nonsense are you babbling about? s3x and love are separate things.”
Besides, this was just an act of releasing pheromones. For his survival.
There were many Alphas who had relations with multiple Omegas at once. Others said Grayson was particularly promiscuous, even among Extreme Alphas, but from Grayson’s perspective, he felt somewhat wronged.
He was merely going through multiple partners in search of his destiny. When he realized he was mistaken, he quickly ended the relationship and immediately moved on to the next partner. How could that be promiscuous? Even an Extreme Alpha is still human. Trial and error is bound to happen.
Releasing pheromones, however, was a different matter. It was an unavoidable act due to his nature, like taking preventative measures to avoid illness.
The twins on either side of Grayson were well aware of his thoughts. They also knew how messed up his thinking was but didn’t bother saying anything out loud. After all, they were there for s3x, and it was better for them if Grayson continued his promiscuous lifestyle.
“Then, it’s okay, right? Since that person isn’t here right now.”
“Let’s release pheromones, with us.”
The twins clung to Grayson from both sides, each murmuring in turn as they pressed their bodies against him. They seemed ready to accept any demand Grayson made for the sake of tonight. If he had said, “Strip naked and crawl on all fours like a dog,” they would have thrown off their clothes right then and there without hesitation. There was no shame. Their minds were filled only with the pleasure Grayson would give them later. They knew from experience just how wild he was in bed.
Give it to us, quickly.
Their impatient hearts overflowed with pheromones. All they could think about was their desire to receive this man’s monstrous pen!s right now.
Looking down at the twins rubbing their heated bodies against him, Grayson smiled. Even as he leisurely finished his remaining drink, they believed that after setting his empty glass down, he would pull them closer by their waists.
The faint scent of pheromones that always lingered around Grayson grew noticeably stronger. The twins inhaled the scent deeply, their eyes quickly losing focus, turning hazy with lust.
Grayson kissed them both in turn as they panted, sweetly intertwining their tongues together and mixing their saliva, spreading the sweet pheromones deep inside their mouths. Their stomachs fluttered, and as they became aroused enough to tear off their clothes right there, Grayson whispered softly,
“Unfortunately, I have to go back now.”
“Huh…?”
At first, they didn’t understand what they had just heard. As the twins blinked at him, their eyes still unfocused, Grayson added with a bright expression,
“Alex doesn’t like sleeping alone.”
“Alex?”
“You mean the dog you’re raising? The Rottweiler?”
The twins, finally seeming to grasp the situation, asked in turn. They struggled to regain their senses addled by the pheromone, but Grayson, unconcerned, simply stood up readily.
“W-Wait, wait, Grayson!”
One of the twins, barely managing to grab the man who was about to leave, cried out urgently,
“Where are you going? Weren’t you going to sleep with us?”
Amidst their heated state, a desperate voice flowed out. The other twin trembled, looking up at Grayson with a tearful expression. Seeing their pitiful faces, Grayson showed not an ounce of sympathy, but instead raised an eyebrow and chuckled as if in disbelief.
“Me? Why?”
Looking down at the pale-faced twins, Grayson added in a rather affectionate tone,
“I never sleep with someone twice.”
“Grayson!”
“Grayson Miller! No, don’t go! Please!”
“Stop right there! You son of a b!tch, I’ll kill you…!”
A wailing scream, almost an anguished howl erupted from behind him, but Grayson left without looking back. Left behind, the twins writhed in agony, their bodies trembling from the pheromones he had so carelessly released. They sobbed with frustration, but there was nothing they could do.
He deliberately released pheromones even though he wasn’t going to sleep with them, so he must have done it for his own amusement. Watching the twins practically clinging to the waiters for support as they stumble through the hall, the bartenders thought,
What a cruel and inconsiderate man.
Meanwhile, the twins, who had been escorted out of the hall by the staff, suddenly changed their demeanor.
“Let go of me! Let go!”
The twins yelled, pushing the staff away. As the startled staff hesitantly released them, the twins, their eyes bloodshot with a mix of arousal and rage, glared in one direction and then moved urgently. The staff, bewildered, could only stare at each other as the twins staggered and ran in the direction Grayson had disappeared.
***
Grayson Miller, meanwhile, was humming to himself as he walked down the hallway.
Omegas…
He thought cynically. It was laughable to see how easily they went into heat with just a small release of pheromones. It was quite amusing to watch them beg and plead to be fucked, but he had no intention of spending any more time with them.
The twins weren’t his destiny, and even as mere pheromone release partners, sleeping with someone twice was a waste of time. It had only been two days since he’d last released his pheromones, so there
was no need to bother.
Nevertheless, the reason he came to the pheromone party was the faint hope that he might meet his destiny here. As usual, this time he failed again.
‘Fire,’ huh.
Grayson frowned unconsciously. He’d dismissed the fortune teller’s words as nonsense, but he couldn’t
help but feel bothered.
“Tsk.”
His humming stopped as he clicked his tongue abruptly. Then a sudden wave of deep boredom washed over him. He had spent almost his entire life searching for his d*mn “destiny.” Clinging to those words
back then.
(You will also find that person someday.)
The words of the Omega who had given birth to him now felt like a curse, binding him. Grayson, who had searched so desperately, was alone, while those who had mocked him had ironically found their “destiny.”
Maybe such a thing doesn’t exist for me.
Haa, he sighed briefly and shoved his hands into his pockets. That’s when he suddenly felt a chilling presence along with the sound of rapidly approaching footsteps behind him.
“What…”
The moment he turned his head absentmindedly, something struck him hard. Grayson, experiencing such
a loud sound from his own head for the first time in his life, belatedly felt the blunt impact.
