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opened the box.  They didn’t keep linens in the cabin, so she had brought a set of sheets and towels.  She made the bed, laying her pillow against the headboard and smoothing her hands down the sheets.  When she’d known she was coming up to the cabin, she’d foregone using the inexpensive sheets that her dad kept to bring up here, choosing instead to invest in a set of high thread-count sheets in a butter-yellow color.  The sheets were smooth under her fingers, almost like silk but heavier.
    She bustled around, cleaning the bathroom so it was free of dust and spider webs, removing the dust cover on the couch, and opening the windows and setting the fans inside to air out the musty smell.  The day passed quickly as she prepared to settle in for the next week.  She decided to turn in early that night.  Although she was feeling perfectly normal, she expected the heat to come upon her at some point during the next day, and she knew that sleep would be hard to come by.
    Changing into a pair of pajama shorts and a cami, she turned off the overhead light and climbed into bed.  The cabin was dark, and she closed her eyes and settled under the sheet.  Her hand brushed over the empty space next to her and she wished that Luke was there with her.  As she drifted off to sleep, he was the last thing on her mind.
     
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    Eveny woke up at dawn, drenched in sweat with her stomach cramping.  The sheet was twisted around her body and at some point she’d pulled off her pajamas and tossed them on the floor.  Her hands trembled as she untangled herself from the sheet.  She rolled onto her side with a groan, pressing her hand into her stomach.  She was burning up.  In pain.  And the only thing she could think of was that she should have asked Luke to come with her.  It was bad already, and she’d only been awake for a few minutes.  She had seven days of this.
    Slipping from the bed, she went into the bathroom and wet a washcloth, pressing it onto her face and neck to try to cool down.  She drank several glasses of cold water and then stumbled back to the bed and lifted the box from the floor.
    When she’d been shopping online for sex toys, she’d only bought them because one of the pack females told her that she wouldn’t last for seven days without using some kind of pleasure toy to help take the edge off the need that would be coursing through her.  She was now very grateful that she’d taken that advice.
    Pulling a purple vibrator from the box, she climbed up on the bed and rolled to her back, spreading her legs apart.  The vibrator turned on with a button on the bottom and had three speeds.  Her pussy was soaking wet and her clit was throbbing.  She knew it wouldn’t take much to set her off.
    Closing her eyes, she clicked the vibrator on its lowest setting and set the humming silicone toy against her clit.  Her body clenched and she gasped as she arched up, rubbing against the toy as pleasure swarmed her.  With one hand she kept the vibrator on her clit and with the other she rubbed her fingers across her hard nipples.
    It took only one image of Luke in her mind for her body to split apart with climax and she screamed his name, imagining that it was his tongue on her clit and not a toy, his fingers plucking and tugging at her nipples while she writhed.  Plunging the vibrator into her pussy, she arched high off the bed with a sharp cry as pleasure stole her breath and her body heated and pulsed as she came again.
    The bed rocked as she went limp, the vibrator slipping from her pussy and tickling her thigh.  Breathing hard, she closed her eyes.  She’d never come twice in a row in her life.  She hadn’t taken many lovers, but none of them had ever rocked her world like that vibrator.
    She gazed up at the rough-hewn ceiling of the cabin and chuckled.  No wonder some men didn’t like sex toys.  They couldn’t hope to keep up.  Her thoughts drifted immediately to Luke.  He didn’t