There was a perfect set of bite marks in the pale flesh.

Hadlo looked down and saw pale flesh upon his hands.

Then it swallowed them again, and they burst this time from the pale flesh of its chest.

Every time she moved, that skimpy top gave him a glimpse of pale flesh.

There was no sign of a wound upon her pale flesh.

The claws ripped into her pale flesh as I watched.

As he worked, he noted the return of healthy color to her pale flesh.

King Rat turned his head for a second, a flash of pale flesh.

His pale flesh looked like something left too long in the dark, grown soft and rotten.

The boy's pale flesh pulled out, too, and he made a small choking sound.