The Slave Queen 4: Regent. The Slave Queen, #4

With a new rival on the scene, the Lady Tishin, the royal concubine Lona uses her wiles and body to make sure she is the only woman for Prince Revard's bed.and that includes taking Tishin to her bed for the pleasure of the prince. But even the best laid plans cannot go perfectly. An unexpected plague causes disruption to the kingdom and Lona finds herself allied with an old enemy who becomes a new lover.The conclusion of The Slave Queen saga.
Part four of four. ADULT READERS ONLYThis 10, 000 word novelette contains explicit sex and sexual descriptions. It contains strong BDSM themes and situations, group sex, lesbian sex, rough sex, intense body modification, and descriptions of consensual sexual slavery that not all readers will enjoy. All characters are 18 or older. Excerpt:A smiled tugged at Lona's lips but she maintained her composure.
"And I've risen so far and you've fallen so far, Kyra?" she asked archly. "But let's leave that aside for the moment. You still prefer women over men.""What does that matter? I would happily sleep with any man you trot into this room."Anger was seething just beneath the surface."That doesn't matter now, does it?" asked Lona. "I brought you in here for a good reason and it has nothing to do with a man.""What's that?""I have need of your family's political influence."Kyra sniffed.
"You're maneuvering to put your son on the throne. But you need support to keep Tishin's brat off of it." The feral look on Kyra's face showed Lona that the other woman loved the hunt as much as she loved the rewards. "And Tishin's brat isn't born yet. We don't know if the brat will be a boy or a girl. That's the real danger, isn't it? The presence of a boy? If she births a girl, you win. If she birth's a boy, you lose because her claim is greater by blood if not birth order.
You want your son declared the heir before the king dies and before the brat is born.""All this time in the harem and you are as sharp as ever, " said Lona."You need my family's support to cut out the Pardinthas.""Exactly." Lona didn't allow the other woman to ask the next logical question. "What is your price?"