Desire Me If You Can Novel - Chapter 3

Thinking it was a simple response, Grayson let out a short laugh as one of the twins leaned in and whispered sweetly. Everyone was puzzled by his seemingly good mood. He brought his glass to his lips and spoke.

“If they told me my fated partner was there, there’s nothing I wouldn’t do.”

At those words, one of the twins looked deflated, while the other laughed incredulously. But their greatest strength lay in their ability to return to reality no matter the situation.

“Grayson really is a romantic.”

One quickly flattered him with sweet words, and the other chimed in from the side as if on cue.

“To believe in destiny and try your best for it I truly admire that. What a noble pursuit. Running toward a goal like a racehorse.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the first man cut in.

“In that sense, do you want to release some pheromones with us?”

For a Dominant Alpha, the most efficient way to release pheromones was sex. Of course, Grayson had absolutely no qualms about using that method and did so frequently. Since he was always searching for his ‘fated partner’ and those potential partners were never in short supply, relieving his built-up pheromones was an incredibly easy and simple task.

Knowing this all too well, what these men wanted from Grayson was obvious. One caressed his member while the other stroked his crotch, leaning their bodies against him. Looking up at Grayson with flushed faces, they already seemed heated from head to toe. It was as if they couldn’t wait to take it inside them.

“Ah, wait… But, if you find that person, you won’t be playing like this anymore, right?”

The man who had been leaning in, looking ready to take Grayson into his mouth right then and there, suddenly paused as if realizing something. The other man stopped his movements as well.

Seeing the sex toys on either side look up at him anxiously, Grayson smirked.

“What nonsense are you spouting? Sex and love are separate things.”

Besides, this was merely an act of releasing pheromones. For his survival.

There were many Alphas who had relationships with multiple Omegas at once. Others called Grayson particularly promiscuous even among Dominant Alphas, but from Grayson’s perspective, that was somewhat unfair.

He had simply moved from partner to partner in search of his destiny. When he realized it was a mistake, he quickly ended the relationship and immediately moved on to the next person. To call that promiscuous… Even a Dominant Alpha was human, after all. Wasn’t trial and error a perfectly normal part of life?

Releasing pheromones, however, was a different story. It was an unavoidable act dictated by his biology—akin to taking preventative measures against a disease.

The men sitting on either side of Grayson understood his thinking perfectly well. They also knew just how trashy that mindset was, but they didn’t dare say it out loud. After all, their goal was sex, and if Grayson continued to be this debauched, it worked out better for them.

Because the ‘pheromone release’ they had with Grayson last time had been incredibly enjoyable.

“Then, it’s okay, right? Since that partner isn’t here now.”

“Let’s release some pheromones. With us.”

The men pressed their bodies against Grayson, each adding a word of encouragement. For the sake of tonight, they seemed ready to accept any demand Grayson might make. If he had said, ‘Get naked and crawl after me on all fours like a dog,’ they would have stripped right there without hesitation. Shame was nonexistent. Their minds were filled only with the pleasure Grayson would give them later. Having already experienced how wild he was in bed, they knew exactly what awaited them.

Give it to me, hurry.

Pheromones leaked out from their desperate desire. Their minds were consumed with the thought of taking this man’s formidable cock right now. Grayson laughed as he looked down at the twins rubbing their heated bodies against him. Even as he leisurely finished the rest of his drink, they still believed. After he puts down that glass, he’ll pull us by the waist with that hand.

The scent of pheromones that always lingered faintly around Grayson grew exceptionally potent. Inhaling that scent deeply, the twins’ eyes soon lost focus and glazed over. Grayson kissed each of them in turn as they panted and burned with need. As he sweetly rubbed his tongue against theirs and mixed their saliva, a sugary pheromone spread deep inside their mouths. To the twins, whose insides were trembling and who were so aroused they seemed ready to tear off their clothes on the spot, Grayson whispered softly.

“It’s a shame, but I really should get going.”

“Uh…?”

At first, they didn’t understand what they had just heard. To the twins, who merely blinked their vacant eyes, Grayson added with an unbelievably refreshing face.

“Alex hates sleeping alone, you see.”

“Alex?”

“You mean that dog you raise? The Rottweiler?”

Barely grasping the situation, the twins asked in turns. They tried to regain their consciousness, which was fading from the pheromone intoxication, but Grayson stood up briskly without a care.

“W-wait, wait a minute, Grayson!”

One of the twins barely managed to grab the man who was trying to leave as if his business was finished, shouting urgently.

“Where are you going? Weren’t you going to sleep with us?”

A desperate voice spilled out even amidst the fever of arousal. The other twin looked up at Grayson, trembling all over with a face that looked ready to cry. Even seeing their pitiful expressions, Grayson showed not a shred of sympathy; instead, he furrowed his brows and laughed as if he found it absurd.

“Me? Why?”

Pfft. At the sound of his laugh, like air leaking from a balloon, the twins turned pale. Looking down at them, Grayson added in a tone that was almost affectionate.

“Didn’t you know? I don’t sleep with a partner I’ve already slept with once.”

“Grayson!”

Shocked screams erupted from their mouths.

“Grayson Miller! No, don’t go! Please!”

“Stop right there! You bastard, I’m going to kill you…”

Shrieks bordering on wails echoed from behind, but he walked away without even looking back. The twins left behind twisted their bodies in agony due to the pheromones he had scattered, sobbing in distress, but there was nothing they could do.

To deliberately spread pheromones when he had no intention of sleeping with them—he must have done it purely for his own amusement. Watching the twins practically being carried out of the hall by the waiters, the bartenders thought to themselves: What a truly cruel man, devoid of any consideration.

Meanwhile, the twins, who had been helped out of the hall by the staff, suddenly changed their attitude.

“Let go! Let go of me!”

The twins shouted, shaking off the staff. As the startled employees stepped back hesitantly, the twins glared at a specific spot with eyes red and bloodshot from a mix of excitement and rage, then moved their bodies urgently. Stumbling as they ran in the direction Grayson had disappeared, the staff could only look at each other in bewilderment.

The very Grayson Miller in question was humming a tune as he walked down the corridor. Omegas, he thought cynically. It made him chuckle to see how they went into heat with just a little bit of pheromone. Watching them cry and beg to be fucked was entertaining enough, but he had no intention of spending any more time with them. The twins weren’t his destiny, and even if it was just for pheromone release, sleeping with someone he had already slept with was a waste of time. It had only been two days since he last released his pheromones, so there was no need to go through the trouble.

Nevertheless, the reason he had come to the pheromone party was the hope that he might meet his destiny here. Though, as expected, it was a failure this time, too.

‘Fire,’ she said.

Grayson frowned inadvertently. He had dismissed the fortune teller’s words as nonsense, but he couldn’t help but be bothered by them.

“Tch.”

Clicking his tongue briefly, the humming stopped. A profound sense of ennui suddenly washed over him. He had spent nearly his entire life searching for that damned ‘destiny.’ Relying only on those words from back then.

<Someone like that will definitely appear for you, too.>

The words spoken by the Omega who gave birth to him now felt like a curse binding him. Grayson, who had searched so desperately, was actually alone, while those who mocked him had ironically found their ‘destiny.’

Maybe such a thing doesn’t exist for me.

Hah. Just as he let out a short sigh and shoved both hands into his trouser pockets, he sensed a chilling presence approaching rapidly with the sound of footsteps behind him.

“What…”

The moment he turned his head inadvertently, something struck his head hard. It was the first time in his life he had heard such a tremendous sound come from his own skull. The dull impact was felt only afterward.