She squirmed, rolling beneath him and that made it better. Her on her back made it easy for him to do what he needed to do and he grinned stupidly as he watched her. Her head jerked forward but it would have been difficult for her to get around her tied from legs. But somehow he did and he felt the nip of her teeth against his for arm and he pushed as hard as he could. With his free arm, he moved around her front legs and pressed into her throat with as much force as he could managed.
He felt blood form on his arm and he gritted his teeth, having not anticipated his own wounds to this degree. Why couldn't she listen to him? She was going to hurt herself even more if she struggled and it did not matter apparently. "You're going to be dead when I'm through with you," he spat angrily. Though it was not true, he needed her to carry back to his former pack. He put all the pressure into her throat around her grip so he could get her to let go so he could finish his work.