You breed her and leave in search of more prey.

Leaning over her once more, you grab her by one of her legs, flipping her onto her back, and watching your seed drip out from between her thighs with a look of satisfaction on your face. You turns to look her in the eyes, and talk for the first time in years, your words so guttural they are barely possible to understand.

"You are good breeding. Strong, for a female. You will be a good mother to our young."

Regaining control of her senses, a disgusted expression crosses over her face, and she shuffles backwards on her ass, away from you, closing her thighs and bringing her knees up to her chest to preserve what little modesty she can while building distance from you.

"Get the fuck away from me!"

You laugh, watching her for a few more seconds, before turning back to the brush around the two of you, and pacing out of sight while talking at her over your shoulder.

"Such fire. You are unfortunate that I already have many females in my home, or I would bring you with me, and we could make many children, for many years. You must be happy with one."

Her whole body shuddering with disgust at the prospect, she jumps to her feet, rising and sprinting in the same inhumanly fast motion that brings her crashing through the nearby buildings door

Satisfied with yourself for hunting so successfully, you pace away, back into the woods.