Dying of old age was not in the cards for the Alpha, after all the wolf knew that he'd die a bloody death just as his father had. Still that was simply part of life, and something Adam had long since made peace with. Cherishing the present though certainly sparked a real interest for him, since tomorrow was never a sure thing. So as he looked on and felt her kisses along his hipbone the wolf let out a low rumbling growl.
Eyes golden through and through his mind slipped away at last; giving over to the primal side that always lurked just below the surface. Timidity gone, along with any semblance of self control, he finally moved. A moment later the man held her pinned against the wall, her palms resting on the plaster as the wolf pressed against her from behind. Blunted teeth bit down upon her neck, and a shaky hand reached down between her skirt to hastily rip away the panties that she wore.