Watch it die.

Jessica stood there transfixed as the beast burned. The beast tottered side to side.
And then... the flames died.
The brute hunched over, catching its breath grasping the nearby abandoned carriage's wheel looking at Jessica with hate.
Jessica's accomplishment turned to ash in her mouth. Flight or fight kicked in, and Jessica turned tail to run toward the elevator. The beast caught her mere steps from the doorway. Breathing heavy, the thing somehow gasped out, "Bad lady." Before pressing her roughly to the ground. The thing smelled of smoke and of something deeply masculine. Jessica's heart pounded. Had she been foolish on purpose? Did she want to be dominated by these beasts?
The beast moved slowly, as if considering between her death or options. Jessica knew immediately she wanted to live, so to help the beast's decision making, she decided to more actively present herself.
Staring into the thing's blank eyes, she squeaked out "I'm sorry". The beast regarded her, turning its head inquisitively, as if her ability to speak had been forgotten. "I can make it up to you?" Jessica continued, pouting her lips and pulling at her blouse to expose more her chest. The brute's face remained impassive, but its cock had wormed its way from its trousers (how long is that thing?). Taking action, Jessica leaned forward and gently grasped it, the brute sighed. Starting to work up and down it, the beast loosened it's grip. Jessica's mouth began to water, she wanted this beast in her mouth too. So she guided the cock to her lips.
The brute felt the wet ring of her lips, and took action, plunging into her mouth with his cock. Jessica felt ravaged for a moment, as the thrusting cockhead erratically pressed inside her mouth, against her cheek, into her teeth, down into her tongue, before finally finding purchase at the back of her throat. Nearly clogging her airway, eyes stinging with tears, the thing plunged into her throat over and over again. Jessica was rocked by powerful sensation, too rattled to realize the strangeness of it. She found her hand cupping her breast and working her knickers down.
The brute sniffed a couple times once she began to work her folds. Before her pleasure could reach an apex, the brute retracted his cock, and pulled her upright against wall.
"You're..." the beast began, and she felt the cock now at her nether lips, the sensation hot, but strangely not as erotic as in mouth. She parted her legs all the same.

"Mine" the beast finished, as the cock worked its way into her.

Bad end- Brute Bride.
Jessica would held here by the brute for the night. Emptying is balls and receiving its seed. In the morning, hunters would be called to end the Brute's life, and hers.