Say You're Mine
“You’re more than I could have ever dreamed of,” he says, and I kiss the pad of his thumb.
The overhead speaker comes on, and the flight attendant begins to speak. It reminds me that he gave an order for no one to disturb us when we’d gotten on board. I guess I’d forgotten that in the heat of the moment.
“We will be landing soon. Did you need anything else, Mr. Dutch?” the lady asks.
“No.” He keeps his eyes trained on me. “I’ve got everything I need right here.”
Chapter Fourteen
Dutch
The bank in Germany is unlike any of the ones I’ve been to before. I’ve got my own fortune amassed over years of taking dangerous jobs and good investments. But this bank is for royalty. I never considered Iris to be that until now, and it suits her. There is something regal about the way she moves, and I want her to be on my arm.
If it wasn’t obvious before, the more time we spend together, the more I know we’ll never be apart. I’m not sure the moment I fell in love with her, but I think it might have been the first time I saw her. Those golden eyes entranced me, and I’ve been under her spell ever since. Maybe she’s not royalty; maybe she’s a witch.
It doesn’t matter what title she’s given, she’ll always be my little bit. My feisty kitten that likes to show her claws while she rolls on her back and lets me pet her. She’s taken me by surprise in the best way possible and turned my world upside down. Since we left the train, I’ve been making moves, and after she signs these documents, it will be time to bind us together forever.
As I hold her hand, we climb the marble stairs to the large iron doors ahead. They open silently on their own as we step into the marble atrium. An older woman dressed in a black suit comes over and holds out her hand.
“You must be Anna Dian. I’m Ivanna and I’ll be assisting you today.” She turns to me and smiles. “And you must be Dutch.”
She inclines her head but makes no move to shake my hand. I can’t blame her; most people are afraid to shake hands with someone as large as I am. Hearing Iris called Anna is strange, but I guess it doesn’t matter. To me she will always be little bit or my little girl.
Ivanna leads us to a private office nearby and closes the door behind us. On the table in the middle of the room are open documents for Iris to sign.
“Dutch has done the work of providing your information beforehand, and we’ve since prepared everything for you. All we’ll need now is fingerprints and a signature.” Ivanna takes out a tablet and taps on it a few times.
She holds it out, and Iris places her hand on the glass and we wait. After only a moment it turns green, and a soft chime indicates the acceptance.
“We will use this as your digital signature, but we’ll need one on our documents here as well.” She hands Iris a pen, and I watch as Iris turns to me.
“I’ve never signed this name before. I’m not sure how.” Her smile is nervous, and I nod to her encouragingly.
“You won’t need it for long. You’ll have mine soon enough.” Iris looks at me with wide eyes, and her mouth forms a perfect O. I feel myself do something I haven’t done in a long time as I smile at her. “Sign them, my love, and let’s be on our way.”
She scrolls the name across the pages in all the right places exactly where it needs to go. Once it’s done and the pages are spread out on the table, I turn to Ivanna.
“Is that all?” I ask, and she nods.
“Yes, that’s it. Congratulations, Anna, and best wishes to you both.”
“Leave us and see that the door is secured,” I say, and she bows her head as she walks out of the room and locks the door behind her.
“What are you doing? I thought we were leaving?” Iris says as she looks past me and then back into my eyes.
“I’m going to fuck you right here on top of this paperwork.” I stalk towards her, and she backs away from me until her ass hits the tall table.
“Dutch, we can’t do it here.” She licks her lips as she tries to deny me, and I shake my head.
“I can do whatever the fuck I want.” I grab her by the hips and lift her onto the table. “What you just signed means you’re free of your family. Both of them.”
“But I thought you were supposed to deliver me, and then we were done.”
I push her knees apart and move between them. “You and I will never be done.” I reach under her skirt and run my knuckles across the damp patch of her panties. “You’re mine forever, and no one is going to take that away. I meant what I said when I told you you’re getting my last name. Our next stop is the church. I want a priest to seal our vows while my cum is still fresh inside you.”