Another quick fuck.

When next she passed him, Aragorn caught the lass by her wrist.

"What is it, ranger?" The brown-haired strumpet asked. Aragorn wasted no time telling what he wanted and where he wanted it. Flustered though she was, the girl said yes. With a nod to Einis, Aragorn departed upstairs.

-

Rain lashed down on the window of Aragorn's room. He sat in anticipation. There was a rap at the door. Aragorn moved with a speed and assuredness that suggested he had almost predicted it. Bridget stood on the other side, a foaming flagon in one hand. He ushered her in.

"Your ale, milord." Bridget said, turning to set it down on his bedside table. Aragorn wasted no time in moving on her, pressing up close behind the young woman, letting her feel his growing hardness against her cheeks.

"You should drink your brew, sir, I-" Bridget began, somewhat hesitantly.

"Not what I'm thirsty for." he responded, mauling her ample tits. Manhandling the younger woman, Aragorn span her around, and planted a kiss on her shaking lips. Bridget stared hesitantly with her twinkling blue eyes.

The Ranger slipped a hand under her skirt. After a few moments of manipulation, Bridget appreciatively started kissing back.

She tore off his clothes, his sword belt hit the floor. Aragorn wasn't about to let this young whelp keep him at a disadvantage, so he stripped her in kind. He soon had Bridget out of her peasant serving girl rags, an improvement anyone could admit.

The human is undeniably curvaceous, her build similar to Einis, only with a larger frame and lacking the muscle the she-elf required to do her job. Her skin is dotted with freckles and moles, a particularly nice one placed alluringly between her breasts. A thatch of brown pubic hair adorns her cunt.

Once he was done looking her over, Aragorn pushed her onto the bed. He imagined taking this one against the wall as with Einis might prove a little more... draining.

Bridget spreads her legs for him. Taking her invitation, Aragorn lowered himself onto the barmaid, cock finding its proper place.

As much as he had enjoyed his romp with Einis, the ranger was raring to go once again. The girl was no virgin, but from her moans, the joyous contortions of her features, Aragorn doubted she'd had better.

He pounded her cunt to her first orgasm, the serving girl's moans and shrieks making for an agreeable diversion.

"Looks... looks like someone else had the same idea." Bridget laughed, her neck craning up, drinking in an inverted view of the opposite room.

Pausing momentarily in his thrusts, Aragorn looked up at what she was referring to.

Two figures stood by the window. One nude, the other, larger still attired.

The second person let their clothes hit the ground, giving Aragorn and Bridget, as well as her partner, a view of beautiful skin, pointed ears and golden hair stopping just shy of a wonderful round ass.

Frodo, clearly unable to believe his fortune, stood there, stunned, his cock as hard as a dagger, before Einis drew close to him.

"Ooh, the lucky little bugger!" Bridget coos, turning beneath you to get a better look. "I wouldn't dream of touching a halfling, yet that elf-" Aragorn interrupted the girl's thoughts by re-entering her, drilling her from behind.

Despite focusing on the tart he was currently inside, the ranger couldn't help but shoot a glance at Frodo every so often. Einis began by crouching and hunching over his groin, giving the Hobbit the same treatment he had requested from her.

"She's a sight, though." Bridget panted, watching Einis lead Frodo to his bed. "Always fancied them."

Aragorn felt himself approaching completion. He held out just long enough to give Bridget a second orgasm. As he felt himself tipping over the brink, he pressed the lass' face down into the sheets, muffling her whorish moans. Frantically fucking her slit, he unleashed a potent load of cum into her.

-

Aragorn lay in bed, his back resting against the headboard. Bridget's snoring, naked form draped over his right side made for a pleasant distraction, as the girl herself had.

All that remained was waiting for Einis, and the fruits of her night.

Does Einis return?

A) Einis brings the Ring.

B) Einis has fled.