“I was trying to take a nap. But now I’m in the mood for something else.” I grabbed her thighs and pulled her to straddle me, ignoring the fire in my arm. The pain had nothing on the sudden physical need to be inside her. Oddly, I didn’t think the desire had anything to do with my dick. “Pm not having sex with you right now.” Grinding her down on my erection, I said, “I’ve had a shitty day, kotyonok. Make it better.” “Pm calling the doctor.” She tried to pull away, but I didn’t let her go. “You don’t have a phone.” “Ronan . . . please. Please, just call the doctor.” Fuck. She sounded close to a fresh wave of tears. It rubbed me the wrong way, though that warm sensation returned, cementing the comparison I’d given it earlier to the holidays. Although, my cock was rock-hard, so now, the feeling was closer to a softcore Christmas special. “PII text him,” I told her. “But only if you help me occupy the time until he gets here.” The unenthusiastic look she gave me wasn’t one I usually got from a woman I was about to fuck, but it was somehow adorable nonetheless. “That can’t be advised on WebMD.” I chuckled. “If you’re such a follower of theirs, Pm sure they have a tutorial on how to patch up a gunshot wound. Better wash your hands and find a needle.” She sighed, cast a look at the blood dripping from the crimson-soaked binding on my arm, and gave in. “Okay. But text him right now. This is a Satan’s Express situation, not a leisurely drive through the countryside. Got it?” My eyes narrowed. I wasn’t used to taking orders—especially with fucking “got it” attached to the end—but the ridiculousness of what she was saying overrode the annoyance. I pulled my phone from my pocket and shot off a text to Kirill, using Mila’s exact words. He’d figure it out. Or maybe not. All I cared about now was the woman sliding down my body and working on my belt buckle. I tossed my phone to the floor. Mila released me from my briefs and wrapped a hand around my hard cock, slowly stroking me like an apathetic fluffer doing her job behind the scenes of a porno. “This is nice, kotyonok. But not exactly what I had in mind.”