**Hi guys. Here's one to tide you over whilst I write the next chapter. This is actually turning out to be a bigger project than I thought (even coming with its own prequel to be released after this one is finished so not to give spoilers!) Anyway, thanks for all the kind words and I hope to keep the standard!**
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Brigetta knelt by the hot pool in the bathhouse. Underground springs filled the baths with steaming, mineralized water that could ease even the sorest of muscles. The sunken tubs could comfortably fit five people in them at a time but took forever to fill.
As she waited, she lit the candles around the room one by one. Baths had always been one of her few indulgences and the soft light would help her relax.
After her ordeal the night before, she would need all the relaxation she could get.
The mere thought of what Asmodeus had done to her sent a tinge through her body, sharp enough to make her gasp. She needed him, her body ached for his touch and only he could temper the fire inside.
The demon had given her a mission to obtain a professor's ring to open the locks around a particular scroll. To get that ring, she needed to get close enough to one of the professors in order to grab it, and that was only if she were lucky.
The very thought of using her body to gain access to those stuffy old men made her ill but there was one professor in particular that she could try. Getting him alone would be a mission all to itself. Everywhere he went he either surrounded by the top ranking professors discussing gods knew what or chased by amorous female students wanting to win his favor. Not that she could blame them. Alexander was a hansom man and his body was every girl's dream.
The best way was to try and sneak her way up to Alexander's quarters and try to seduce him at night. Once he was asleep, she could steal the ring off his very finger if need be.
But before she could do that, she needed to clean herself of the sweat and combined juices that had dried on her skin from the night before. After her summoning, she had little enough energy to tidy up after herself, staking away her equipment before falling into her bed in a dreamless sleep. She had awoken hours later with the midnight chime, sore and in dire need of a bath.
At this time of night, the bathhouse was empty, all the students and teachers had retired for the night and she had the whole place to herself. Just as well. She didn't think she could come up with a plausible answer if they questioned her about the sigil that had been carved into her back. It would take days to heal properly and it still ached whenever she moved.
With the tub finally filled, she lowered herself into the pool, sighing as the silken water enveloped her skin and hissing as it stung the still tender flesh of her back. The heat and minerals relaxed her muscles but did nothing to erase the ache between her thighs.
The only thing that would ease her frustration was Asmodeus himself and he had made it clear that he had no intention of showing himself until she had obtained the ring.
Lying back, she smoothed a hand down her flat belly towards her mound while the other cupped her ample breast. Even just the thought of the demon made her incredibly wet and she could feel the thickness of the juices between her legs before they melted away into the water.
Trying to ease her frustration, she slid her fingers into her fold, massaging the small bud there. A sigh escaped her lips and she tilted her head back as the pleasurable tingling feeling spread through her.
Normally she would have thought of Alexander, imagining his hands massaging her tender areas as he thrust himself inside her, but the only image she saw was Asmodeus' gleaming red eyes and his dark grin as his twin shafts speared her.
So engrossed in her vision, she failed to notice the door to the bath chamber open as a hooded figure stepped inside.
Alexander had thought the bathhouse to be empty but was pleasantly surprised to see Brigetta enjoying a soak. It took a moment for him to realize what she was up to when the soft moan that came from her parted lips gave her away.
He hadn't seen her since her graduation day, even though he had sought her out. The sight of her standing there in the hall after her test, naked and still flushed with the power from her summoning had ignited a dark desire within him. He wanted to possess her in every way a man could but she had eluded him for over a week.
Now she sat in the tub, toying with herself in the candlelight right in front of him. He couldn't have asked for a better opportunity.
Stripping the robe from his body, he stood near the bath, watching her hand through the rippling water and listening to her moans.
"May I join you?" his voice echoed around the empty chamber.
At once Brigetta's eyes flew open and focused on him. Instead of feeling embarrassed at being caught fondling herself, she motioned to the steaming water. "There's plenty of room." She smiled inwardly. To think she was worrying about how to get him alone.
