CHAPTER 4 CAPTURE

My mouth fell open in shock and I gasped not expecting it.

"Don't walk away from me!" he hissed.

I pulled away from him but he gripped my wrist so tightly I couldn't move.

"Where do you think you're going Knight?"

I still hadn't made eye contact with him. There was no way in hell I wanted to see the look on his face. From the strength of his grip I didn't want to. I kept pulling and my wrist burned in his hand.

"Let me go" I demanded. I tried using my free hand to make him release.

"Stop it" he ordered. "You're not going anywhere; I'm not done with you yet"

I dared a glance up at him and he looked wild.

"Let go"

"No"

"Let Go" I was panicking now.

"No way!" he declared.

Then he turned and started walking, he was dragging me towards the back of the library to the "Restricted Section'; where no students are allowed. Worse, the library was due to close for the evening. I was fighting Fred the whole way but was having no impact at all on the situation. I was completely powerless as he effortlessly dragged me along behind him and marched towards a mysterious destination. We kept passing rows and rows of bookcases and I realised I was becoming far away from any help. He suddenly took a sharp right and we reached the back of a dusty dark aisle and dead end.

One thought crossed my mind 'Fuuuuuuuuuuck!'

Fred practically threw me out of his grip and I was faced with a wall of books. I was panting with breathlessness, as I turned to him to discover that towering 6'3 frame which I had been dumb enough to challenge was now blocking my only escape route.

"Fuck, Fuck, Fuck" I said inside my head.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING" I screamed at him.

He sneered at me catching his breath. I walked towards him to try and get past but he completely blocked my exit. I pushed him with both hands in an attempt to move him just reaching under his muscular chest but he didn't even flinch. I sighed with frustration and took a couple of steps back and stared at him.

"You look scared now"

"Is that what you want?" I asked.

"Maybe" he grinned.

This was so pointless what the hell was I supposed to do now? I couldn't overpower him. I walked backwards until I touched the bookcase and then slide down it until I was sitting on the dirty floor, my knees tucked into my chest; I just stared at him blankly waiting.

He looked a little confused.

"Get up!" he demanded.

"No" I said and looked at my feet.

I could hear him sigh with impatience. Maybe my reaction is not what he had anticipated, maybe he was expecting me to fight and he wanted a confrontation. My indifference was not satisfying him. I heard him take a step closer; I continued to stare at my feet.

"Get up"….I ignored him.

"Look at me"….I ignored him.

"What? Have you nothing to say?" he sounded really harassed and I continued to ignore him.

"CLAUDIA!" he yelled.

He came toward me and grabbed my arm pulling me up to look at him. When my eyes met his he sneered with satisfaction.

"What? You won't be content until you've covered most of my body with bruises from your grip?" I seethed.

He frowned a little and loosened his hold on my arm. I looked into his eyes and he stared back with hooded gaze.

"Why am I here?" I questioned quietly.

"You pissed me off" he replied.

"That's not an answer….what's the point of this?"

"It's your fault you're here"

"Oh, what do you intend to do?"I asked sarcastically.

"Wouldn't you like to know" he growled.

"You dragged me here! We're all alone! What? You're going to hurt me? All I've done is stand up to you"

"You insulted me"

"You deserved it, what do you care what I say, what do you care what the timid shy girl say's to you?" I hissed.

He gripped my arm harder after that.

"So you are going to hurt me?" I winced.

"You infuriate me" he whispered angrily.

"Good. Because... I HATE YOU!" I spat back, with utter contempt.

Then it happened. He growled and his other hand found its way into my hair and pulled me roughly up to him, my tiptoes barely brushed the floor. His breath was on my lips and his eyes inches from my own. My stomach ached with nerves when I saw the raw biting look in his eyes.

"Fred" I whispered, scared.

"Shut up Knight" he groaned.

His lips were on mine quickly as he kissed me forcefully. He gripped me harder his hand fisting in my hair and I gasped. He took advantage of this opportunity and his tongue instantly found its way into my mouth. He was lapping me up, tasting every part of my mouth that he could find and his assault was unrelenting. I couldn't even comprehend what was happening, he was clearly in control and I felt completely vulnerable to his actions. Fred Weasley was kissing me! He was really kissing me, kissing me deeply and forcefully. It took a while to register but when it did my stomach flipped when I suddenly realised I was kissing him back. What the hell was happening here? Now I'd kissed a boy before but this was different…very different. It had never felt like this before.

Fred on the other hand clearly had a lot of experience when it came to kissing girls because he was a very good kisser. I didn't mean to or want to but I moaned into his mouth and I felt him jolt slightly, causing the grip in my hair to adjust. He almost growled with the realisation and lifted my body with his other hand to place me on a narrow desk running along the length of the bookcases. He placed himself between my legs and pulled my body into his. The minutes went by and he never stopped kissing me, breaking his lips for seconds only for breath before demanding more. He pushed into me and I shuddered when I felt his hardness against me. I'd never felt anything like this, I'd never been in a situation like it.

I kissed back hard, and as forcefully as he kissed me, it was like we were still fighting in the kiss, my mind was racing with my heart and I could hear it beating loudly in my ears. I unconsciously lifted my hips into his; the friction made him moan and he ground into me.

Holy shit that felt good, so fucking wrong but please more

I whimpered in surprise. I felt the throbbing and my whole body trembled with fear and exhilaration. My hands, which up until now had been holding onto his upper arms, were now snaking around his neck. I had no control over my actions and all logical thought had left me. I dragged my nails up through his hair and pulled him deeper into me. He moaned between kissing and he slowly began to rock.

Fred was doing things, making my body feel things I didn't know was possible. If my eyes had been open they'd be rolling backwards. It seemed to become a frenzy, all I wanted was to feel more and more of him. His hardness pressed up against me, the force of him grinding his hips into me. It felt so dirty and I was supposed to be inexperienced but I was suddenly greedy. Ravenous for the things he was doing to me physically, I didn't want it to ever end and then…it did!