Page 27 of Serpent Darling
"Sadie!" Jagger shouted through the earpiece, and Sadie had to pull the phone away from her head, wincing at the loud music coursing through it. "I need a favor!"
Sadie sat on her bed, the dress riding up her thighs, and her smile faltered.
"Are you alright?"
"Yeah! Look, I don't have time to explain. Can you call the dancers to see if they can come in?"
She could hear static that sounded like Jagger was trying to cover the phone with his hand while he yelled at someone in the bar. "Scales! You alright? Get over here!"
"Are you sure everything is okay? It sounds crazy over there! I can come in-"
Jagger cut her off. "No! I donotwant you to come here. Do you understand? Just see if the girls can come in." There was a loud crash in the background. "You were right. They help distract these guys, and I need someone on the stage."
Sadie started to argue again, but Jagger insisted. "I'm serious; stayhome."
Click.
There was no way Sadie was listening to that when it sounded like the bar was being torn apart. She didn't bother changing and instead threw on her motorcycle boots, grabbed her purse, and flew out the door.
Sadie walked in through the back door of the Serpent Pit, deciding that trying the front entrance would be pointless from seeing all the gang members arguing in front of the doors. She had called the few girls they had hired to dance at the bar on her frantic drive over, but none of them could come in and cover tonight.
She barely registered what she was doing until she climbed the steps onto the dark stage. The sight before her a mess; Jagger and Scales desperately trying to separate Dregs and Renegades in the midst of flying limbs. As her eyes scanned the crowd she noticed a blonde woman in the middle of the bar, looking pleased with herself and narrowed her eyes.
This must be that bitch I've heard about.Sadie's mind growled, thinking back to when Jagger explained the rival gang of the Dregs and how much he had struggled to cut ties with their leader.
Jazlyn, wasn't it?
Sadie crouched next to the stereo system and grabbed the phone plugged into the speakers; Dreg gang signs were carved into the case. She tossed it to the ground and heard a satisfying crack while she hastily plugged her own phone in and hit play on the most recent song—the one RebelWearsLeather sent her.
Switching on the stage lights, she didn't even bother to take off her boots as she walked over to the pole.
It took a few moments beforeI'm a Sucker for a Liar in a Red Dressby Adam Jensen started blaring, but when it did, she took note of the yelling in the bar as it started to lessen. Eyes were beginning to drift over to her as she moved around the solid steel bar that had become a part of her these last few months.
Her eyes connected with Jagger's as she dipped around the pole and lifted her leg to assist in arching backward, awarding her onlookers with a sensual toss of her hair. She was pleased with the fact that his jaw was practically on the floor, and she made a subtle gesture of her head to get him back on task, signaling,'Get them out of here!'.
Sadie grinned to herself as he tore his gaze away, but not after his eyes undressed her once or twice. She turned her back to him and her audience and began circling her hips in a figure-8 motion. When she faced the crowd again, she could see Jagger and Scales move around the bar of now distracted customers and start to clear out the Dregs one by one.
Sadie could feel everyone's eyes on her, thrilled her more than she'd ever admit. But still, nothing compared to the glances that Jagger was throwing at her as he moved around the floor while she spun around the pole. His eyes were darker than she'dever seen before, and wetness already began gathering between her legs as she began to strip off her red dress, bringing it up over her head and tossing it to the side.
When the music swelled again, Sadie slid her back down the pole, the cold steel rubbing against her spine as she descended onto her knees in the middle of the stage. She crawled to the edge and pulled a cigarette from one of the Dreg member's mouth, dangling it between her slim fingers as she swung her legs over the side of the stage and wrapped them around his shoulders, her black panties barely keeping anything to the imagination this close to eye-level. She barely noticed the hoots and hollers of the crowd around her, encouraging her forward.
Fuck it.
She sucked deep from the cigarette and blew the smoke directly in the face of the shocked gangbanger before twisting, her thighs catching him around the neck and banging his head off the lip of the stage. The now unconscious Dreg slowly slipped from her legs and slumped to the ground.
Sadie dropped the cigarette onto the back of his jacket and stood on his back, using the stage as leverage as she braced herself for the descent. She looked into Jazlyn's eyes, who was staring at her, and stubbed the lit cigarette into the stitched Dreg emblem of a rat on a motorcycle on the jacket with her boot, looking sinister and sexy at the same time.
Sadie watched Jagger moving back from the entrance, trying to get through the now smaller crowd to get to her, looking every bit like he was going to either stop this whole show or fuck her in front of everyone.
Sadie smiled, filled with excitement. And she wasn't even done yet.
Jazlyn visibly gulped as Sadie walked straight towards her, running her hands over her chest and teasing her nipples through her see-through lace bralette.
Sadie vaguely heard the Dreg's body being picked off the ground and moved out of the building as she stood in front of Jazlyn, bringing her hand up to wrap around the back of her neck. Jazlyn's eyes were hooded, and she was drinking in the vision of the blonde goddess before her, completely hypnotized.
Sadie licked her bottom lip, and when Jazlyn's eyes landed on her moist mouth, she tightened her grip on her neck and crashed her lips against the Dreg leader's. Their tongues danced together, and Jazlyn's arms wrapped around Sadie's waist, clinging to her in a moment of recklessness.
"Holy, sweet shit!" Sadie heard Scales gasp from somewhere in the bar.
