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Lenora I had never been with a man before. The closest I had come was when one of Jensen’s friends had cornered me in the hallway and tried to grope me. Luckily, Jensen had put a stop to it before it went any further. The sickening, frightened feeling I had that day was nothing like the hot, liquid pleasure I was feeling now. I should probably feel shy and anxious that River would find me inexperienced and clumsy, but instead I felt bold. Maybe it was because my wolf was so close to the surface, so eager for this mating to happen. “We aren’t making love on a hospital bed,” River muttered, and his hands clasped me under my butt, lifting me, and carrying me to the bigger bed. He set me down on the mattress and then knelt in front me, his green eyes seeming to glow as they raked ove